I don't often have much to say
I stay hidden behind my thoughts and in front of my pain
You pull me out
Out of my darkness out of the broken and overflowing and breaking dam in my head
Everything seems so grey and dull but that's okay
Your hair is grey and I am grey
We fit together perfectly like a September day
It's sort of beautiful the way we cling onto the brokenness
While we watch the stars at night and it's quiet and chilly
So we hold onto each other underneath the navy sky
And everything is suddenly fine
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