I stood under a yellow stoplight
25th and C
On my right was a pink desert moonrise
On the other was a cold blue sea
Neither one could have made much change inside me
Either way my eyes looked tired and lonely
I waited on an empty doorstep
On the 21st at sunset
I felt around the dirty cement
For any pieces of any old sentiment
The city roar rambled on and on
And so I stood sadly sipping on a soft song
Open up cause my hands are freezing
And I’m not sure what I believe in
I stood here two years ago
It looked nothing like this before
I woke up in a lonely basement
28th and NE Davis
I woke up as a black silhouette
Just a shadow and I’m not proud of that
I have shelves of other people’s words
I left myself somewhere in between the bold ones
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