Nightstream

I stab into open air
Equal hope and despair
That this lock might take my key

I enter a warm embrace
Of some cared for space
Smiling faces in picture frames smile back at me

I hang my coat on the hanger
Drop my bag by the door
When I'm drunk taking of my boots is a chore

So I wear them damaging these dark halls
Until I take what I need
And find a spot to fall asleep on your floor



Credits
Writer(s): Del Suelo
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