and though i can't remember don't you think that i've forgotten, memory sifting in and out of your soul. and i crash- -there's no tomorrow, never ever has been for one of us here. These days we are but travellers here, each one of us coming in and out of our own. with some aplomb. (that's right) and somewhere, somewhere, tonight, I'm remembering you. every word and every smile the same way you smiled them, way back when you would tell me your name. stop. and now that i've laid down, my restless eyes just closing and i feel the deep sleep coming, these days i feel the deep sleep dragging me down. when I hit the end, there I find you: there I find myself, (someday I'll write about it) for now i guess i'll be who I am, and they'll still talk about it, walk about, just putting me down, down, down, down.
The quiet lies - we don't need to talk about it anymore Don't need to figure out the truth Don't need to look inside our heads and in our hearts…
I was wrong.
Everytime someone died. color and breath, the fast unfurl of carbon away from death plants that rise and grow, strange citybomb beneath…