i sit here in agony
in undivided pain
i'm blue and i'm flesh and i'm wet
from all your sullen rain
the morning sun has gone
away
disappeared as you did to me
i strum with discontentment
nothing for
nothing meant for me
my clock is going fast
though
passing reality
the silent night
still holds me back
keeping me from the girl
that i love
i have nothing to my account
no girl no
friends no home
i'm stricken here with
loneliness
the only thing i own
i'm so
cold in my own secret way
wanting you and
the love you disperse
every possesion of mine
was either given
back
or it was never given to me
©1968 r.stevie moore
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