Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)

Saturday, February 2, 2013

watching your lips move

walking in the woods at night
looking at your bedroom window
when i saw the light
and i was just fooling around
watching your lips move, never hearing a sound
my feet firmly planted on the ground
but you never knew i was there
as thin as a breath of fresh air
the guy you said was better than most
floated past memories like a forgotten ghost
and he had the wind at his back
carrying lonely tears in a heavy sack
and i've seen them slipping away
like shadows you'll never know what they say
but i can still hear them cry
whispering like a shooting star in a moon-lit sky
walking in the woods at night
looking at your bedroom window
when i saw the light
and i was just fooling around
watching your lips move, never hearing a sound
keeping my feet firmly planted on the ground
but you never knew i was there
as thin as a breath of fresh air








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