'Here Comes the Sun'

November 8, 2009
Cut out your cinder eyes for me,
With nine silver swords,
And place them
Beneath my pillow;
I want to be able to sleep again.

Our story is what
Keeps me up
Through dawn and dew.
And I can’t justify this life,

Or lack thereof.

Tell me how to move forward,
And how to believe.

Show me you’ve arrived
And I’ll catch you,
All but your eyes.





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