Boring Houses for Boring People - Tomorrow

Time
Claimed for one side
A ray of hope that glimmers to rest upon your thigh

Pale
The sun fades from your eyes
Bare decades beg for lies
Stiff darkness to deny

Dreams
A box of things
The way she used to twirl her hair before she rings

Rain
My tears shine bright as day
Your children have no names
Thin ghosts that slip away

Cold
No memories washed ashore
No smiles beyond the door
A face I've seen before

Written by:
Tom Wright

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