Idea 9


Never again, I feel the wind brush my cheek
Never again, I see the flowers reach for the sky
Never again, I see the moon reflecting down
Looking down on me
Looking down on me
Here we are now, at the end of the line
With nothing more to do
All I got here is a blanket and a bottle
And noting left to lose
Never again, I feel your lips brush my face
Never again, Your arms are reaching out
Never again, I see your eyes looking at me
Your eyes looking at me
Your eyes looking through me
Here we are now, at the end of the line
With nothing more to do
All I got here is a blanket and a bottle
And your damn cold feet

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