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Carpe Noctem
I can be honest at night
Almost half-past three
Digital light
I can’t tell you I’m not scared,
Fuck yeah I fear the future
But the wound is where the light enters,
So pull these sutures
These silly lies –
Never was any good at wearing a disguise
It’s a ruse,
This game I play
Telling myself she’s gone
But I’ve still got the muse
Let this poem be my alibi
Proof I kept her love alive
Yup, I was up all night –
Alone and chasing time
Silly boy I am
No comfort in cold truths
They warm like red wine
But they taste like vermouth
The fan blows
Cooling these lonely tears
My face, I feel it
But I’ll never forget the years
When it’s just me –
Barehearted in these sleepy pants
How can I?
She was my best friend
I was her sleepyhead
She used to wear them to bed
They’re threadbare now
But they hold me together
These old pants
Haunted by that young love
They reminded him of her –
But she fit like a glove
It holds me together
Even if by a thread
[…] But mine are threadbare […]
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