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