the nature of things

Come to yours and my senses
To a door locked and to a street of promises
won't you come running
won't you try and tell me...

How many times i fell down those stairs
When you were playing me and i was playing fair
And if you let me say something more
I'd say it's been a lifetime and i'm still sore

I'm wrecking those paintings one by one
One by one and you're watching
And for once, i just don't feel anything

I can hear them run in between your walls
Late at night and early mornings,
And they scare me but atleast,
atleast they remind me you're still here

Smooth skin is made from touching
You taught me this like everything
And i'm learning you, i'm learning about your bones and skin
It's becoming my favorite life and my favorite thing
Arms covered and legs shaking
Tonight, it means something to be here.
We are night travellers
Night travellers through hundreds of empty fields.
One day i will have a rooftop for us,
And even if we're far gone, we'll go back to us

how loved

No matter how loved i am it's never enough
I go from bridge to bridge
From city to city and day by day
Looking for another dream to dream and another way away
Away from people who understand
You are all so wrong, it's not the same
From last December to this May,
Walking to the bars i leave and leaving marks that stay
Over this and over them
Over some love, and some more pain
It's still so hard
Oh so hard.
How loved
How hard
How loved
How sad

intrusion

They sit with their legs crossed and face to face
Id love to believe its where we should be,
but its not our place.
I'm a little out of luck so far,
But we go to great lenghts,
I want to be free so bad,
But i'm still in this cage.
We talk in tones, we talk in voices made to be whispered,
We want to be wise, but we just sound obsurd
-this could be the meaning of the beautiful life, but it feels like a curse.

Loved one, he is singing a tune i don't know,
do you hear him too?
He is in the room as i'm caressing the sheets i don't know,
do you see him too?