early to the day...
Where does the time go?
I wish there were no clocks...
no calendars...
no tears, no fears, no ruined years
No knowledge of how long it's been
since you left me and said
I'll see you tomorrow
me not knowing
you didn't mean it.
Blue, blue...
my love is blue
all colors have now
turned the color of you.
(It's even worse if you're a rooster)
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