He contacts me
Once in a while.
When we're both too drunk to be afraid.
But mistakes change things...
Now he knows I won't speak when I drink.

He contacted me
The other day.
He's coming back
Back from the sea
And the land of the confederacy.
He says he's going to come see me...
That he'll get me to speak while we drink.

He will stop contacting me
One day.
When he understands
That I am not scared, but that I am not his.
That his hands can no longer fumble with my ties.
After he comes to see me...
I'll make him understand what I speak when we drink.