Monday, June 18, 2007

Faith

Faith

I don't want to forget your name yet,
easy as the new wind
the first syllable billows into air
lost in the repetition
of water.



Already I wish to fly
on the single sound of you

that escapes me
before it dives into a hush
and sinks in the sea
of ruins.

What do i do...?

What I got to do to make you love me?
What I got to do to make you care?
What do I do when lightning strikes me?
And I wake to find that you’re not there?

What I got to go to make you want me?
What I got to do to be heard?
What do I say when it’s all over?
Sorry seems to be the hardest word.

It’s sad, so sad
It’s a sad, sad situation.
And it’s getting more and more absurd.
It’s sad, so sad
Why can’t we talk it over?
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word.