The piano played a melody that haunted her for days
and love made love for a heart thats aching
He could sooth a world that moves in the most peculiar way
the sultry lines of an ageless waking.
When your tilting on your axis and the room the room has come unglued
Let the music carry you- you’re standin in your skin
So it often happens with captain of your gaze
Guilty for your heart
When he speaks the music a piece of you is saved
and a piece of you departs
She lead him to an open room
and fed him bread
and told him she would be back soon
then she shed her skin
and a history begins.
In searching for the absence of the things that made her ache
One thing stood to rise.
It started with a tremor then her bones began to shake
and every muscle cried.