rattling percussion in the background of a simple guitar riff...
haunting lyrics...
stirs some of the soul I have left...
a cold, February day...
wine and a warm fire makes for a semi-comfortable afternoon...
yet there is always the undercurrent of insanity and drama...
have a thousand thoughts and concerns raging in my mind...
strange dreams invade my sleep, as the insomnia is returning...
I lie here with you today, in my heart...
gray afternoon...