The dawning is over
the morning is over
and I can't look into your eyes
a cold November morning
a shivering new dawning
I watched your energy slide
It's sad to see it dying -- that fire once so lively
now three tears have fallen from my eyes
a dampened need for fire -- a kindled desire
the power just vanished from your eyes
the dawning is over
the mourning is over
I still can't look into your eyes
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