The Weather Station
Loss
You lay in bed, the sun streamed through the blinds
Sweat soaked through your shirt
You lay a hand across your eyes, every other part of you hurt
From inside the confines of the story that everything would be alright
It was only so wide you could open your eyes
I could only let in so much light
But you knew the story had never been true
Loss is loss is loss is loss is loss is loss
What was it last night she said?
"At some point you’d have to live as if the truth was true."
When it gets too hard to not know what you do, not know what you do
Loss is loss is loss is loss is loss is loss is loss is loss is loss is loss is loss is loss is loss
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