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Somewhere, 5:00 a.m.
Splatter of drops against the pane
A thought of you
Memories like a cloud float through my head
Weather of a lifetime
Ever changing, never the same
bottom of page
Somewhere, 5:00 a.m.
Splatter of drops against the pane
A thought of you
Memories like a cloud float through my head
Weather of a lifetime
Ever changing, never the same