sexta-feira, 6 de fevereiro de 2009

(indie rock music playing)

i want to listen
listen hard
to the sound
of your lips
as they come together
and pull apart
to make words
that sound like you
when your lips
make words
i want to listen
listen hard
as they come together
and pull apart
to make
pie
apple or some berry pie
that we could share
then kiss goodnight

when you die, when do you stop thinking?

In New York some trees grow strong
too strong
their roots break up the cement
and you can see them from
the first floor
of a building
in a room with a view