and I woke up to nothing at all,
the bed was cold, your cat was gone,
my regrets, are lightning captured in a jar,
they spark and charge, they sting and they burn,
but my hands won't learn,
I woke up to a cat on my window looking down on me,
skylights lead to squishy paws
to face a brand new day,
that feels so cold and tired I'm oh so tired now,
I once thought that what you were, who you were was what I saw,
the only lie was to myself, to face a brand new day,
that feels so cold and weathered, I'm barely holding on,
and my hands wont learn this time
credits
from Silflay,
released December 1, 2022
Cud Eastbound
Producer Jim Bryson