Pale september, I wore the time like a dress that year
The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin
But as the embers of the summer lost their breath and disappeared
My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within
But then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full
And sank in the burrows of my keep

And all my armour falling down, in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I’m singing him to sleep

He goes along just as a water lily
Gentle on the surface of his thoughts his body floats
Unweighted down by passion or intensity
Yet unaware of the depth upon which he coasts
And he finds a home in me
For what misfortune sows, he knows my touch will reap

And all my armour failing down, in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I’m singing him to sleep
All my armour falling down, in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I’m singing him to sleep

 

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… please fate, let me sing this song to him someday…

… please fate, keep me away from his heart…

Another hot night.

and i my mind was on him the whole day.

i can’t get to understand why does my brain keep ringing this toughts in my head, why my heart keeps beating hard, and why my soul is making all my body hurt with longing.

 

i had tons of daydreams, but nothing compared to my enigmatic dreams while i sleep in these hot nights.

 

and it hurts the pleasing pain… and it strangles my throat with unspoken words… and it burns my guts and my stomach from the inside… and it makes me shiver of the thought… and it wets and warms the right places.

 

i had a song to dedicate to my imaginary lover… but everytime i hear it, it makes me think of him, over and over again… teasing visions of what i have never seen, and probably will never see… the deepth of his mind and his feelings that i will never meet…

 

i can’t get this obsession out of my head, anyway so, i’ll keep trying.

 

next song, it’s all for you.