The Morningside - The Letter


The morning where you went
My letter should be sent
With words you'll hear
Through the abyss
The day passed, no one came
This day remains the same
Another year,
Too many years

Appear, speak to me,
Send me now some kind of sign.
Wherever you may be
Drop a line for me. 

Don't fade for evermore
Smile as you did before.
Slyly as fox.
Let's have a talk.
So another but the wind
The postman could drop in
My letterbox
Without a lock.

Appear, speak to me,
Send me now some kind of sign.
Wherever you may be
Drop a line for me.

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