23 January 2013
Melancholy music Echoes in my ears. Tragic ends of stories; The only ends that seem clear.
A light at the end of the tunnel? Not that I can see. It may seem I'm not all here, Because I'm tired as can be.
It's odd that you won't be here Today and tomorrow. Will I ever see you again? I know I will, but still I'm in sorrow.
This blow's a killer, So come back soon. I miss seeing you Every afternoon.
Come Back • Opuss № I