Saturday, April 3, 2010

the cure

rb davis

I've been looking so long
at these pictures of you
that I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long
with my pictures of you
that I almost believe
that the pictures
are all I can feel

Remembering you
standing quiet in the rain
as I ran to your heart to be near
and we kissed as the sky fell in
holding you close
how I always held close in your fear

Remembering you
running soft through the night
you were bigger and brighter and whiter than snow
and screamed at the make-believe
screamed at the sky
and you finally found
all your courage to let it all go


Remembering you
falling into my arms
crying for the death of your heart
you were stone white so delicate
so lost in the cold
you were always so lost in the dark


Remembering you
how you used to be
so drowned you were angels
so much more than everything
oh hold for the last time
then slip away
quietly
open my eyes but I never see anything


If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held onto your heart
if only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
all my pictures of you


Looking so long at these pictures of you
never hold onto your heart
looking so long for the words to be true
but always just breaking apart
my pictures of you

There is nothing in the world
that I ever wanted more
than to feel you deep in my heart


There was nothing in the world
that I ever wanted more
than to never feel the breaking apart
of my pictures of you

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