It was cold out
the kind of cold that tingles under your skin like a ghost story
the rag doll flung across the bench was barely breathing
she and the bass banged heads
ba bang ba bang ba bang ba bang
like a gun shot in the night
they reverberated off of each other making the loneliest music
all we wanted was a moment of peace
so I stand before you a thief
I stole that song and made it into a lullaby
so the baby wouldn't cry
the earthquakes could sleep at night
and I could remember
I don't need sobbing to sing me to sleep
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