I used to be uncertain, but now I know it true
If only it didn’t hurt so much, learning that from you
So much in life is clearer, which should make a finer view
But in the midst of winter, clear sky’s as cold as it is blue
And now I find myself alone, my distractions empty, too
As I struggle to aright myself, to find my own way through
Feeling alone in the dead of winter, with people all about
Clearly seeing where to go, but with no way to get out
Sunday, January 9, 2011
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