Short Story

Oh, the vibrance Sun in my eyes (it gets brighter) 'Til you can not longer see (and you're not lonely) And you are no longer growing (to face up) That January ain't the whole world And falling's really over shown And you're never really, really on your own First thing is just be watched Time heals, and then it repeats You will never be complete And the strain and thirst are sweet You have not yet gone too deep