Hiding from the rain late one winters night
I walk in the cold to see if I can see you in the light
Although you're long gone
They help me believe, tell me where to go
Under cover of the darkness you come out
And by night only will you show your face

They may think it's strange, ignoring whispers
Denial of a few, a few too many times
Waiting in the dark, whiskey by my side
I expect to see what I do not believe

Shivering inside, beneath the theater
Where those who used to drink threw their time away
And I think it's strange to be here waiting
Where nothing is alive
Your cold breath shakes me

Usher me to my place
And leave me be

In complete oblivion until I saw you in a photograph
Your eyes burned sweetly into the lens
The lace on your dress preserved in time
Before me in such clarity
The blood, the flesh, the bone still there
But somehow gone

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