butter melt

night-talk is smothered in butter
but then the sun rises
and melts it all away

only thing I know for sure
is that someone's always gotta pay

there ain't no saying what will be
it's always been that way

promises made in the dark
dissolve by light of day

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softly close your eyes
and let your soul unwind

inhale a breath of air
and listen to the colours of your mind

now listen closely
and see what you hear

envision it clearly
then open and peer

if it isnt vividly infront of you
then its all been a lie
and for a while

like a young boy who's lost his mentor
insights fade and the world seems colder

a blizzard of old questions that still haunt you