For the life of me..
I can’t remember her name..
Tonight this city dies with me,
through those deep brown eyes,
though they clutches for the pain,
the sadness is felt in her silence.
Subtelty will just filter the words.
with the last pass, off this cheap bloody whisky bottle,
tears were once again wasted..
for what its worth, all senses just came in second.
the cries, your hatred, our pain.
It all came to one..
I slid through my fingers,
the dream of raven hair and skin like summer in sunset–
Then i found love endowed in wanting.
When I let her go,
it felt like life itself was slipping through my fingers.
as deep brown eyes stared at me..
Because she has her life to live,
and I’ve whatever’s coming to me.
Then she falls asleep humming, nearly whimpering,
” A rainy night in soho ” ..its her favorite.
Now this song is almost over.
I may never find out what it means.
But there’s a light I hold before me,
the measure of my dreams.
In my dream i dont just reach out to her.
I tell her i love her as well..
between her raven hair and skin like summer at sunset–
I wake up..
The new years come and gone without me.
manila was lights and crowds,
as i looked down the neck of a cheap bloody whiskey bottle,
where last year it was deep brown eyes..
then i cried my soulless heart out.
Here i am with the city far behind me,
away down the river where i just kept staggering, and the lights are out in heaven, while the smoke snap my lungs with taint… And i sing a song the brown eyes taught me,
and i remember raven hair and skin like summer at sunset–
but you know.. for the life of me
I can’t remember her name..
