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Yet, I’d drift around town with downcast dreams in my pockets
Stumbling every step
Trying to motion my frozen feelings in thick-set flop sweats

In the words of the great Kurt...

My heart was misty-hued and lonely / from missing you Without you near-around me / man, was I blue! My eyes would show what I could not say / while you were away Even so, my tears would flow in endless, hopeless replay Love was always only hearsay.