My mind’s a little scattered
Not knowing what to do
But all that’s ever mattered
Comes in my love for you
Though our hopes look tattered
Yet we will come through
Let all despair be shattered
Let’s seize our dreams anew!
Bleak, in a way, eh? Bleaker than the day
Which slips up to the windowpane and splurges...
What people see when they enter our home
Is not a shabbiness, a bit of dust
The wear in carpets, evidence of rust...
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