Daylight savings

It’s an hour past midnight

And I already know

The morning will be heavy,

The weak wintery glow,

Which doesn’t feel like day

And doesn’t feel like night;

Just a sleepy sheet of grey

Keeping the sun out of sight.

And yes, tomorrow always hurts

When the day does not love you;

For the night never leaves

When the sun is all you look to.

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