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Every Cloud Has A Silver Lining

Yesterday I died in the most violent way

It was a tragedy on Piccadilly Circus

I'm as lonely as Highway 66, at night

I feel like I'm a blank canvas

A troubled artist

Entering open doorways

In a sultry dream I released the male cell

I cast my spell, put my wand away

Before I knew it, it was a new day

I moved onto the next thing

On cloud nine

 

Every cloud has a silver lining                                                                                     

Every cloud has a silver lining                                                                                     

Every cloud has a silver lining                                                                                         

Every cloud has a silver lining 

 

The night falls, falls like embers

I undress myself

After everyone goes to sleep

I'm half-unmitigated and incomplete

Staring into space, dazed at the changing landscape

Germane to melancholy and grey clouds

I got up and moved about

My stiff limbs started to relax with ease

Then a barrage of thoughts knocked me off my feet

My head hit the pillow and I fell asleep

After 4 a.m.       

 

I had deadened dreams                                                                                                 

Tossed and turned and burned with emotions                                                                         

The wind waltzed like a fox parading in its habitat                                                               

It loomed over me as I made meddling statements                                                                     

It was a false alarm down an old gold mine                                                                       

I met déjà vu for the second time                                                                                     

On a foggy morning 

 

When I was a child I would watch Sunday cartoons

I would draw pictures with my crayons

Pick berries in the forest

Now I'm older I get lost on wet nights

I get lost in blizzards hoping the pain will subside

Maybe this is in my mind, maybe

Maybe this is in my mind

 

I've been swept away with the rain                                                                               

Fucked up at seventeen

 

Every cloud has a silver lining                                                                                     

Every cloud has a silver lining                                                                                     

Every cloud has a silver lining                                                                                         

Every cloud has a silver lining.



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