Sep 7, 2005

this house

Who can take your place?
I can't face another day
And who will shelter me?
It's cold in here
Cover me

Under these fingertips a strange body rolls and dips
I close my eyes and you're here again
Later as day descends
I'll shout from my window
To anyone listening. "I'm loosing"

in a plague of hateful questioning
Tap dancing every syllable from ear to ear
I hear the din of lovers jousting
When I'm hiding with my head to the wall

Who will shelter me?
It's cold in here

3 comments:

Noir said...

Reach my hands
and i will try to reach you
Not warm enough to light out your soul
But not cold enough to let you drowning again

Noir said...

Reach my hands
and i will try to reach you
Not warm enough to light out your soul
But not cold enough to let you drowning again

Anonymous said...

rain could be your shelter too.
with their water that washed away your pain.

see it fall.soak the cold.