everything is alright, and
it looks like rain tonight
but i can't help myself these days
wondering if anything is ever just right
and this circumstance usually proves to be okay
just in case i'll sleep alone and
contort and twist my pains away
should we have never met eyes
i'd surely go blind
like a skill unpracticed gets forgotten
like a bridge unbuilt
is never walked on
what was born a dream stays
song # II
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