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Heat Is Rising

I looked in the mirror

And put some lipstick on

To make me feel pretty

To pretend nothings wrong

There’s dead air in here

And nothing’s getting done

These lonely days all seem

To roll into one

Grief came crawling

As strange aches and pains

I think all of the fighting

Has made me sick today

The sun is rising

The heat is rising

There’s so much I could be saying

But I’m not in the mood

My bedside wind up clock

Tells me I’m alive

It’s almost soothing

Hearing time ticking by

I’ve nothing to show

For all this time alone

The guitar lazy on its’ stand

An inkless pen in my hand

The radio plays

The same mindless songs

This yearning almost bores me

And nothing turns me on

The sun is rising

The heat is rising

There’s so much I could be saying

But I’m not in the mood

The sun is rising

The heat is rising

There’s so much I could be saying

There’s so much I could do