I found the sun inside of a room
In the corner, sent to its doom
So I sat down right by its side
And watched it cry
Under papers, I found the truth
That a year ago I'd written to you
So I folded it up back again
To never send
In the woods I was walking through snow
Feel my heart beat from under my coat
So I kept still, folding my hands
And there I stand
Is it really this late in the night?
I'm already losing my mind
When the covers don't cover my thoughts
I should take a walk
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