Light fades the evening
sound travels different
you can sigh a little
where everything goes
it doesn't matter much to me
it doesn't matter much to me
knives back in the drawer
cars returned to the factory
there's a girl without make-up
before the big men followed her
I say it doesn't matter much
there's a girl without make-up
before the big men followed her
I say it doesn't matter much
the drowned boy sitting on the beach
the ones who would notice
not shouting they're laughing
you can sigh a little
but the sea is calm
you can sigh a little
but the sea is calm
the hand unpractised
I could unwrite all this
you'd write your first line
Light fades the evening
sigh and the sea sighs with you
ReplyDeletewho's imitating whom?
:)
DeleteLight fades the evening, sound travels different - writing, unwriting - just keep it coming Rob!
DeleteThanks for listening, dear Kristen.
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