December from s/t by Les Mauvais Jours

Thirteen cars are parked under the bright city lights.
Ice on their windshields, their handles cold as the night.
Coming to an end is this year and i forgot,
How many smokes I had and how many lies I told.

Above the parking lot,
I stand but I can’t recall.
Thirteen cars in a row,
No one but the mist on the road.

Hear the silence rumbling in the night.
See the time pass as these last twelve months have.
December’s here and I can’t get out of my head
All the moments we spent apart in the same place.

Fifty weeks have passed, I can’t seem to realize,
What I did with my time, what we went through you and I.
Not a soul outside, only I and thirteen cars.
I reflect on the past, as the ice does with the lights.

This silent december’s night’s all I have.

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