Not Much of Nothing (If Anything)

Well and these days are sad days

Not Much of Nothing If Anything

To brag about I must say...well the

Candles still burn bright, I still live

By the moonlight and you, you are

Still the love of my life but you are

Nowhere to be found...well it’s just

My dreams face down and Nothing

Much of Nothing If Anything and

That’s a heavy crown to carry around

I fear life is slipping through my hands

Like grains of sand through the hour

Glass, I try to live for tomorrow but I

Can’t help from living in the past

I’m nothing more than a the pale shadow

Of a ghost in the fog off the Lakelands

Tho I’m doing the best I can but it’s

Like a dagger through my heart, tearing

Me apart but that’s just my sorry excuse

Of a life face down Nothing Much

Of Nothing If Anything and that is a

Heavy crown to carry around!

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