The Cygnus

These late summer evenings
Come back to haunt me
That ominous feeling
I can't get it off me

Every year
'round this time
There's a sting in my mind
With my eyes
Open wide
In this mirror of mine
I can see
Clearly see
The sickness in me

Why don't you leave me?
I'm a little unwell
You gave me what I needed
But now it hurts like hell   

Here I'll lie
Keeping quiet
'til the fever subsides
Had a bride
For one night
But the price was too high
Even she
Failed to see
The cygnus in me