Sunday, November 15, 2009

And Still Your Name Lingers...


Shooting heroin in my car,

Overlooking the cliff of Saint Bourear

Frank Sinatra on the radio

And still your name lingers in the air

The waves roll up the cliff,

The salt sailing on the wind

Reminds me of something not so long ago

A time when time stood still

Just to say hello

Twelve hours passed in the blink of an eye

And I’m still here, barely moving

Christ, I’m hardly breathing

Lord, my heart’s hardly beating

And all I can do is think of you

How I miss you so

The passenger door opens

You hop in

You smile, and all my pain has gone away

I knew you were still here I say

You smile, and we drive off

Chasing the sun

Oh how it feels when

Everything is perfect again

Until my eyes flutter open

And I’m still here

And you’re not there

And the sun has long set.

Tell me,

Where did you go?


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