All Of The Lights
I lost other rhymes when I thought I found you.
You and your lights green or blue
But now they're back and your lights have faded
along with the summer and the songs that made it.
Along with the hand you held in my sleep
along with the story I couldn't keep.
You dried my eyes quick as a beam
continue to darken a corner of a dream
I'm too empty to try and say anymore