Sleepless ballad

my heart will beat as hard as steel 

as fast as trains will pass

my thoughts of loss are hard to heal

I have my drinking glass
a rum or vodka milk Kahlúa

to soothe my aching soul

my intentions always pure

as trouble will unfold
I’ll go to bed at 8pm

and sleep until midnight

again I will have to pretend

that everythings alright
in the end of the night time moon

as daytime slowly comes

the rain falls down the clouds of gloom

the drudgerys begun

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