One by one the words find a home in my heart,
As you sing this melody ,
Beautiful, simple but different.
Words without letters,
Cut out figures stand alone
Like I am in the middle of a fever dream
Melancholy, melody, innocence
Prophecy laid out by an antagonist
As she sings her song, but what do we really detest?
when she sings, the stars twinkle in the night sky,
the intense loneliness we feel
that only sunlight the day after can heal.
Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 1:05 PM UTC
One by one the words find a home in my heart,
As you sing this melody ,
Beautiful, simple but different.
Words without letters,
Cut out figures stand alone
Like I am in the middle of a fever dream
Melancholy, melody, innocence
Prophecy laid out by an antagonist
As she sings her song, but what do we really detest?
when she sings, the stars twinkle in the night sky,
the intense loneliness we feel
that only sunlight the day after can heal.
words without letters - line by kafka on the shore.
