another night in an asphalt bed
shallow days in a cold july
endless traffic in a lonely house
you say everything is fine
eyes filled with year long pain
in a face like an empty screen
carry this with you for another day
walls all around you but one has a crack
defeat in conversation
a red light in the corner
an enemy just crossed the room
tell time by this days light
come all this way to find a mirror
this will be your lesson
look out the window to see what happened
everything is fine
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