Cold Weather Blues
I had planned
A utopian reality
Sunny weather
Where air warmed adiabatically ruffles the heather
But errors haunt me all the time...
My central processor is bare, my tears vaporizing in the air
Windy weather
Every time my heart takes my breath outside of here and squeezes it together
Gets colder all the time
I connected my heart to draw in
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