You're a stunned one
Squinting into the morning sun
And hoping that it doesn't burn you eyes away
You're from the old gods
But praying to the new gods
And hoping for a thunder bolt to take the pain away
Pain away
Cast off
Cut loose
Floundering
Maybe I could
Stop your
Wondering
You're tired and you're
Looking for a saviour
Or maybe just a patron of the arts
You're a young gun
Aiming for for the setting sun
And hoping that it doesn't go
And cut your heart apart
Unanswering
Unhappening
Undelivering
Maybe I could
Stop your
Shivering
You're a stunned one
Squinting into the morning sun
And hoping that it doesn't burn your eyes Away
Away
Away
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