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In a room with no windows,
there's a box in the corner.
And it holds all the letters,
of a love that's no longer.

Josephine wakes up,
her pale face upset.
Wearing last night's makeup,
and two-year's regret.

As she fumbles through the room,
looking through bloodshot eyes--
she's half-filled with anger
the other half surprise.

Outside it's the same
people going about their day
but her world is changing,
with each breath she takes.

Her regrets are the lines
on her soft young face
And they keep coming back
though she tries to erase.

(Chorus)

And now a voice whispers to her;
the ghost of her mother.
Says to put down the bottle, and
It's time to come join her.

She looks in the mirror,
with a steadfast face.
She says, "If I'm gonna go out,
I'm not going out that way."

But now she's grown and can't fight,
this feeling that's been coming....
'Cause when she was young,
she thought we all lived for something.

And the ghost perseveres,
says, "remember your past,
remember the good times,
you know they don't last."

"You can let go right now,
and get out today.
Because six days sober,
is like dying anyway."

You can come join the crowd,
and sing out loud, Josephine.

(chorus)

And she's seen the world,
from Paris to Manhattan.
But it's always a search,
of things soon forgotten.

And she wakes at night
in a pillow full of tears;
it's a war of the mind
and she's losing to her fears.

But she wants to believe,
that everything is ok.
She wants to look back,
And laugh about it one day,
She wants hold on,
to that little girl,
Josephine

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from Till the Morning Comes EP, released October 28, 2013

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