The air is still at 3
The streets are asleep for now
The world, it folds its arms
It embraces me.
And hides me from all harm
It hides me from all harm.
I ponder the loss of stars
In the night sky,
A smoked filled air tonight
For all of us
I weep for our loss.
I wander these streets
The corners I turn
Solace in shadows and road lights
That burn comfort in thoughts
I am home.
Tears flood the streets at 3
Drowning out my broken heart
Loneliness spreads its arms
It embraces me.
And kills me so slowly
It kills me so slowly.