Friday 2 September 2011

He's far away

He’s far away

Awake early
The sun’s not up
But I am
I’m stone
And cold
And sober
Now

And the tea’s drunk
And the milk has run out
And so have you
But you’re still here
In body
If not in spirit

And he’s dead
And wont come back
And I can almost feel him
Just out of reach

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