Missing Her
There is a sweeping beam of light
that is turning in my mind
this hologram of life
is now so very far behind
on flat black walls of conscience
the beam goes slowly round
the lighthouse is in operation
but no keeper can be found.
There is an empty frozen ocean
my mind solidified
emotion and aggression
now so very far behind
over waves of frozen fear
the beam goes slowly round
The lighthouse still in operation
but no keeper can be found.
This is Depression
Depression has finally found me
Depression
a letter of goodbye,
She's gone.
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Lyrics by Marco BING, written for the song 'Depression'
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