The day is over before it begins
A tired ending lost on the wind
Through lace curtains grey light falls
Dark clouds gather in my soul
The web in the corner, black with dust
Hangs like a memory filled with rust
The lamp on the table, casting light
Across pictures of fading life
A tired ending lost on the wind
Through lace curtains grey light falls
Dark clouds gather in my soul
The web in the corner, black with dust
Hangs like a memory filled with rust
The lamp on the table, casting light
Across pictures of fading life
( Tor Lundvall )
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