In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, December 10, 2016
the one left behind
there's a sadness in the winter
icicles melting from the trees
there's a sadness in the winter
you can feel it in the memory of leaves
but it's nothing compared
to the emptiness inside
your body and soul
when you're the one left behind
there's no reason for the morning
when it's the same day as before
there's no reason for the morning
you don't need it anymore
it's like someone in your heart
put up a "no trespassing" sign
and everyone obeys
when you're the one left behind
this bed feels like home
you might just stay there all day
you turn off the phone
nobody's gonna call anyway
maybe turn on some music
hank williams or patsy cline
that's what you need
when you're the one left behind
don't give me no good news
don't try to cheer me up
don't give me no good news
no, I believe I've seen enough
I still have some hope
but I'm trying to drink it out of my mind
'cause there's no need for hoping
when you're the one left behind
there's a sadness in the winter
icicles melting from the trees
there's a sadness in the winter
you can feel it in the memory of leaves
but it's nothing compared
to the emptiness inside
your body and soul
when you're the one left behind
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