Tuesday, July 6, 2010

HOLDING A CONVERSATION OVERSEAS.


This absence of words I couldn't explain. 
Never better said, I missed the movement of my hands 
sending an adrenaline of  you through my head. 

Now It's all different, now its not all about wanting to forget. 
Its all about wanting to see in order to remember you fail. 
Fail in believing that I meant something less, something that got lost 
within the harmony of your music. 
A mixture of a sudden notion that awakens by my side, 
Every morning feeling closer to the edge of my bed, 
falling to the first layer, falling through with you. 

And in a dream I spent alone, You spoke- 

I am lying in your bed, reading my favorite book.
I have the candle on and for some reason I can smell it again.
It reminds me of the first night I spent with you,
I wish you were here to tell me to switch it off.


TEXT- THE FEMALE ZOO