Staying alive

Chasing dreams under the yellow sun
There has never been this much sorrow in his voice
Tales they’ve been through
Tales he sings of friendships, that lasted longer than the leaves
Cannot explain the world falling apart
Trying to let go, like nothing lasts forever
His warm heart beating to keep him from cold
While he walks in the mist
There has never been this much sorrow in his voice
Yet, he walks on
Scarf tied for the winter run.

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