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Autumn Winds

(July 22 1993 / Sanfrancisco, California)

All the Little Lights


All little lights
That burn out night and day
They go out when someone's gone and
Faraway
Fading as the loneliness sets it
Silently, all the little lights
Stretch out into infinity
But infinity goes in both ways
The dark eyes show the storm
But even if we don't watch
The clock will still tick
What resides in our hearts
Exists
Wether we
Acknowledge it
Or let it sit alone in dark
And all those little lights
That wither and grow by day
All our little lights
That burn out night and day

Submitted: Saturday, October 19, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013
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