Galaxies

You look at the clock
I hold my breath
Are you gonna leave yet
Or are we alright
And I told myself
It’s better to suffer
Than admit
That you really love her
And she looks my way
And I shake
She’s in every moment
That I choose to wake

Well, what does he think
He’s staring a storm
And I think that I
Would like to keep him warm
But there’s pain in his eyes
I can see it inflect
One wrong move
And this whole thing is wrecked


Now it’s burgeoning
And the moon is whole
I think that we might be connected
By the very soul
And I’m driving down roads
I can’t go back
Thinking about the person
I seem to lack
But really you’re here
Breath against skin
Though it’s so hard
To get a read on him

And she’s everything
I could desire
Does she know
She set my heart on fire
And it burns
For her still
But I don’t know
If I ever will
Get to
Touch her in person
And everything else
Is just rehearsing


Now it’s palm to palm
A namaste kiss
I don’t know enough
To know what I miss
But he’s delicate
And fine
And I would love
To call him mine
As we age
In separate spheres
But I still hold him
So very dear

And she’s crashing the waves
Upon the shore
Does she not
Want me anymore
Or is this fate
Playing a scam
She seems to remind me
Just who I am
And the pillow
Where I rest my head
Is beside her
In an imaginary bed

Are we cocaine lovers
A drug then a high
It was hello
There’s no goodbye
When your twin flame calls
And I am enthralled
As the wall falls
It’s destiny and we are walking

Telepathy is a kind of talking

Walking Back To You

Alvarez looks like you, you know
And I’m thinking ‘bout you when I walk in the snow
As I wonder where in the world you might be
Looking out at the scene I think you see
Coz you’re diamonds, you’re shining, you’re just like a star
Oh, what can I ever say that you are
Coz you looked at me like you think that I’m fly
And will I meet you again while the sun’s still in the sky
While we’re both still young or at least not old
And my story of you will not be untold
Coz you’re golden, you’re fire, you’re burning red
And you seem to knock walls I’ve built in my head
Monuments to an age old crime
And I’m not convicted though I’ve done my time
Trodding through a heavy fold
You’re bought but baby you’re never sold