the wind buffets my windows
great gusts gushing to greater heights
they keep me in my home by keeping me out of their home
but i'm fine with that
so i sit, cozy, wrapped in a blanket,
listening to the wind buffeting my windows
the wind buffets my windows
great gusts gushing to greater heights
they keep me in my home by keeping me out of their home
but i'm fine with that
so i sit, cozy, wrapped in a blanket,
listening to the wind buffeting my windows
it has been raining for two days.
i wonder when it will end
this grand deluge
or perhaps it is the end?
they say they’re open-minded
until i open my mind
the music will never ring in his ears again
the music goes on to infinity but never reaches him
the music’s bells jangle to emptiness and only emptiness
is there music if there’s no one to listen?
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