Peter Jennings Disciples - Don't Close the Window

Your voice – haunts me when I’m dreaming
And now I haven’t been sleeping
I lie there and stare at the ceiling
Looking for some kind of feeling
The phone rings – breaks the siren’s screaming
The comfort I found is receding
There’s nothing left to believe in
The time we have left, it is fleeting
“Don’t close the window,” she said
I’ve got to get this shit out of my head
Don’t want to end up like them
Gotta see this thing through to the end
Your face – my vision now it deceives me
Still can’t shake this ill feeling
I’m well past the point of redeeming
A trick of the mind just to tease me
“Don’t close the window,” she cried
All our hopes and our dreams are denied
We’re gonna end up like them
There’s nothing left to believe in the end
“Don’t close the window,” she said

Written by:
Joe Whiteaker

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