July 12, 2010
Dreary eyed, weary eyed
Often tied, soften tide
Wondering why love always dies
Make me feel alive, alive

Quiet tone, a soft tone
Dead phone, still stone
Still wreaking of cheap cologne
Makes me feel alone, alone

A slight shove, an unprovoked shove
Like a dove, comes from above
Loneliness fits like a glove
Make me feel beloved, beloved

Can't sleep right, it's half past five
For what I strive, come inside
Watch me try to survive
Make me feel alive, alive

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