Nathaniel Aaron Bryant

Rookie (New Years of 1983 / North Carolina)

Tear-Washed Floor

Tear drops lead from your darkened room
The setting of our afternoon
On the bed you sit with a smile
As you think back a while
Maybe more like a lifetime ago
These days have flown by so
Then liquid diamonds stream down your face
And you can't pinpoint when you fell from grace
But you think of all the times I held you up

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