Just Like A Wall
On my way, way to the stars, I found
you were there, laying down, next to a hole.
Hold me, you said, you had faith in God above.
But it seemed that you didn’t believe
in reality, in people on earth,
in people to whom you’ve given birth.
And I forgot to call you,
this is just what I do.
You stand there just like a wall that
I can’t even try to talk to you.
I wrote down all of your thoughts,
well, the ones you let me see
when you’re not watching TV.
You said you’d go for a walk,
but that was three weeks ago and now
you spend your time counting the pages
of a second hand bible
pocket edition that you have,
that you have …
And I forgot to call you,
this is just what I do.
You stand there just like a wall that
I can’t even try to talk to you.
And I forgot to call,
this is just how I work.
I stand there still like a photo on your hands
that you can’t try to explain yourself.
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