Year to the Day

I woke up to yet another day
Grown to expect, expect more of the same
Except for, for a subtle change
And that is, I’m slowly fading away
Harvest moon, soon will pass
Crop is gone, left only chaff
A bitter pill, and an overcast
A flag unfurled, at half mast
A year to the day
Since you went away
A moment in time
When you were last mine
I’m here standing still
Yeah! With more time to kill
Hey! I barely survived
Yeah, I barely survived
Like pouring salt on an open wound
Memory filling, filling this empty room
I’m as bare, I’m as bare, as a barren womb
Still like the air, in a whitewash tomb
Ahhhhh…
A year to the day!
Year to the day!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
A year to the day!
Three sixty-five!
Three sixty-five, five, fiiive!
Ahhhhh…