I see you:
you're dreaming.

about what trees are you hanging?
over what seas are you flying?

why are your eyes so gracefully closed?
how does your lips press each other?

what music sounds inside your heart?
is it the same music we listen to the same moment?

right here,
on the aeroplane / over the sea

I know we are
I know you'll smile

I know your hair dancing to the wind
I know your crossed hands

I know the smell before your rain,
the one you left in stars

I know the music of your silence
or absence of life

I know your sleep
and even there, oh,

I guess I love you even more
than I have ever loved myself