25 July 2010

making sense of it i suppose

still a stranger though not for long

ive never heard you speak
ive only ever spoken to myself
and i lied told the truth
i hung my head
and felt the rain on the
back of my neck
but then i looked up
and i couldn't see a cloud
it was the sun in my eyes
and i decided that we started
that fire a long time
ago and we kept it alive
im keeping myself alive
its warm now im dry now
its the first time this
smiles been real
its the first time i was
happy with these hands
covered with earth and water

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