Penny Serenade

Horace Pinker

Composición de: Horace Pinker
stealing sleep from winter days 
thinking of ways i have failed 

the sun goes down when i awake 

these walls they keep me from my health 
floor interprets last nights memories 
these days i'm not myself 
i search to find the quickest way 
and then stick around 

singin' a penny serenade 
for everyone that's left this place 
i can't believe it's been that long 
soon i'll be gone 

killing time is killing me 
with cigarettes and broken dreams 
broken trees and stale footprints 
drowning in a still white sea 
and the reflection of me
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