Klagosång

All it takes is your little song
A fleeting, simple melody
Far too brief and devastatingly sweet
Even in a state of dullness
The warmth creeps up to me
It draws me into confusion
And sets me back a decade
Or to whatever day it was
A hundred and something weeks ago
It’s all so hazy, when it happens so suddenly
There’s no getting used to it
The change of mood takes just a second
Before you know it, you’re hungry
Our minds rumbling, our stomachs empty
We want it now, yet now is not enough
So you’re determined to continue your commotion
While I sit and wait patiently
I cannot speak, your song is heartbreaking
Sweet little thing
What power you have over me
To make me remember so easily

Bored In The Cold

Slip

At times, I wish I were transparent
So I could slip away into the night
To steal something and make it mine
If only for a while
Sometimes I wish I had no name
I’d be a stranger to them all
You’d hear the whispers and the talk
But I’d come and go without shame
A simple girl, how fun I’d be
You could sneak away with me
To hide under a roof of stars
And write a tale, so heavenly

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