My heart beats like a drum, gestures impending war,
My fingers tremble as I turn to you, playing the invisible guitar,
My eyes won't let me settle gaze on you, they just jump and dance around,
I speak to you, my chords crackle, but there is no audible sound.
My world comes to a grinding halt, the roaring seas go mute
You say something, seems like a song, are angels playing the flute?
Jun 9, 2020
Jun 9, 2020 at 4:41 AM UTC
My heart beats like a drum, gestures impending war,
My fingers tremble as I turn to you, playing the invisible guitar,
My eyes won't let me settle gaze on you, they just jump and dance around,
I speak to you, my chords crackle, but there is no audible sound.
My world comes to a grinding halt, the roaring seas go mute
You say something, seems like a song, are angels playing the flute?