Something Sad

The clouds are rolling in          
         as cold and flat as lead,
But nowhere is the sky so gray          
         as here inside my head

I need to hear a song          
         to ease the pain inside;
A lay to lay what soft relief          
         as music can provide.

         So good or bad,
Play something sad.


I saw you yesterday,          
         how could I have known then
That never would I have the chance          
         to hear your voice again.

But time is often cruel          
         without a care for why,
It slips along and speeds away          
         and snatches our goodbye.

         For what we had,
Play something sad.


In this, my new reality,          
a melancholy melody
         could serve to set my sorrow free
                   and let me let you go.


One day perhaps I might          
         from grief at last be spared
Until then I will play a song          
         and think on what we shared.

         I would be glad
For something sad.