Okay, I wrote this today because I needed to get someone off my chest...anyways, it's to the tune of "Fair Fight," by the Fray, which I know is horrible, not writing my own music for it, but that song was in my head all day today and the poem came out sounding like it...not the same words, obviously, but you can sing it to that tune. So that's what the tune is.
P.S. I know I need to fix the "chorus" parts, the two-line parts, they sound a little dumb, at least the first lines of each, I think...so let me know if you have any suggestions for improvement there.
On a grey day I walked between the buildings
Smokers stood on the sidewalks with half-butts in their hands
Blowing smoke and dreams in streams of grey and broken
All too old to claim they cannot take a stand
I stare
and wish that you were there
We’re threadbare
and it’s just not fair
A high-rise tower standing tall on 59th Street
Only exists in dreams of golden days with you
I take a walk and talk about the old and gone days
But I don’t wanna remember and I don’t know what to do
In time
I thought that you’d be mine
In time
I know that I’ll be fine
Once I’ve known your hands and you have known my curves
And we have been lovers, it’s then I can’t forget
I go from sleep to wake and then I take a long nap
But my body remembers and I cannot help regrets
I stare
and wish that you were there
We’re worn bare
and it’s just not fair
In time
I thought that you’d be mine
In time
I know that I’ll be fine
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