Another song
Another one for the collection
For some reason
I only plan to send it to you.
Maybe it’s you, my strange illogic,
A nonconformist of my own kind.
We always heal the same way:
By listening and levitating.
Emergency song, morphine in the air,
One of those you think, “may it never end.”
Maybe I’ve gotten carried away, and it’s not true,
And if you sing it with others, it belongs to everyone and no one.
And diamonds sprout from your scars,
There you go, one to zero against loneliness.
I’m a bad actor
Pretending to know where we’re going,
But some days it’s impossible to hide it.
Many fear aging,
And the more they fear it,
The older they become.
A timely song
Is a medicinal tear.
Emergency song, morphine in the air,
One of those you think, “may it never end.”
Maybe I’ve gotten carried away, and it’s true,
And if you sing it with others, it belongs to everyone and no one.
And diamonds sprout from your scars,
There you go, one to zero against loneliness.
Steady friends, intermittent,
Who ask for help in exchange for aid.
Let your neighbors die
If they don’t like this song,
Or I’ll take them out myself.
If you’re touched and sunk, and the water invades you,
Emergency song, of everyone and no one.
There you go, one to zero against loneliness.
And suddenly everything is fine.
Dear Mildred, I’ve done it again,
That song, sweet loneliness, sweet loneliness.