among a many, unknown and plain,
a thoughtful face, with memories but slain,
the sun there almost at noon, almost cobain,
up above so high, up in the smoke with cocaine,
could be the night, the dark seems to attain,
could be the sorrow, my eyes that about to drain,
could be a lot more, a love lost in deep pain,
indeed but you left, indeed but in vain,
now the most i could wish, wish i could do it once again,
hold this time up so still, hide my tears in the rain,
in between all the joy, in between all this pain,
i don't know how i say this, guess i am lost again...
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