long days
days are long and weary
drowning the life of what is left
filling the soul with desires unmet
and a craving for fruit forbidden
days are long and weary
no longer than a day can be
this day fell from the pile
and when it started
all i could think
"this day can take a while"
no longer the day
no longer the light
transition to the dark
we welcome the night
celebrate the beginning
the new and fresh
cause we all know
the day starts and ends
in the cold darkness
of the spooky night.
drowning the life of what is left
filling the soul with desires unmet
and a craving for fruit forbidden
days are long and weary
no longer than a day can be
this day fell from the pile
and when it started
all i could think
"this day can take a while"
no longer the day
no longer the light
transition to the dark
we welcome the night
celebrate the beginning
the new and fresh
cause we all know
the day starts and ends
in the cold darkness
of the spooky night.
17 nov 2007
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