vrijdag 9 maart 2012
SWEET UPHEAVEL
Slide away
Slide away today
Slide away tomorrow
Slip through my fingers
Grains of sand
If I put you back and mend the
broken hourglass
Would that get time flowing again?
Slip away today
Slip away tomorrow
Slip through the cracks of my soul
My deepest sorrow
A boy pulls his red kite into the
air
A woman stands on the pier
Her hair gently waving in salty air
One just left the genesis of his
life
While other is halfway through
We are voyeurs in each other’s
existence
I can’t seem the stray away from my
turmoil
I can’t seem to smile between my
teeth
Like you
So I slide away today
I slide away tomorrow
I dig deep into the solace of my
sorrow
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