Over in the local live well for less shop, the masses are gathering. They wear that confused and dazed expression that people do at this point in the year. They push trolleys and shuffle around aisles. I half expect them to be mumbling, under their breath "I must buy something, I must buy something".
I know, at some point soon..... I must join them.
A zombie with thought.
Buying means caring, right?
Outside , the weather starts to wear its winter coat.
Early Christmas lights streaked through rainy glass
Inside, we dream the warmth of past summers
Hoping the next year will give us what we've asked
I know, at some point soon..... I must join them.
A zombie with thought.
Buying means caring, right?
Outside , the weather starts to wear its winter coat.
Early Christmas lights streaked through rainy glass
Inside, we dream the warmth of past summers
Hoping the next year will give us what we've asked
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