In the White

Are you in or are you out

The words are stones in my mouth

Hush little baby don't you cry

Truth comes down

Strikes me in the eyeTurning season within

Brand new nails across my skin

But who am I to imply

That I was found

That I found you in the whiteTo overcome this

I become one with

The quiet cold of late November

If you don't see

I'll remain unseen

Until there's time to be rememberedSo I had a green light

I was lost in city lights

Not far from a try

This is not our last goodbye

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