Losing momentum quickly, was it ever there at all?
Standing on the shoulders of others won’t make you tall
No impression and no expression, furnace of fatigue
Wearied down for the sweet death of sleep
Failing light, shine tonight
Fluorescent gloom of the factory floodlights hissing from across the road
Failing light, please shine tonight
Illuminated by segregated virtues of gold
Sing to me a soothing song
The outside world has been howling all night long
Sing to me a serenade
I can’t hold on feeling weak
Or maybe I’m lost counting sheep?
released December 13, 2016
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