In the Woods

In the Woods - Generally More Worried Than Married lyrics

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What is addiction with absence of drug

What is grey without the presence of white

Days remain hollow with absence of night



When I fell into my absence and knew

Not what to do

I made a can of coffee - smoked a

Cigarette or two This is like a

Hunger - This day is lake a feast

A last supper to materialize the

Wasted, slumbered beast in the closet



She lives in the attic

- A floor in between

My room and the comets -

Of chaos and dreams



I'm awaiting the crack of dawn - the smell

Of morning - where the sound of her

Footsteps can comfort and cure



It takes quite a while to get things

In perspective A bleak, coloured tile

Upon the wall - so pale and objective

But how would I gain from this knowledge

When I know not where to go
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