When our hearts begin their open
There is something here to play
Even if you think you’re rotten
Or your heart’s begun to stain
When I just can’t leave your door, dear
And you’ve no more jokes to make
When your tongue’s begun to melt in here
Fear not, we’re minutes away
And there are souls
That are walking in the night,
They’ve no clue of you and I
The ways your eyes they smile
As we open up our
Minds, dear
Roofs of mouths and
Skies, clear
Come and count these signs
These momentary
Momentary lives
There’s no space to be uncertain
I am counting down the days
you’ll write poems after poems
about how you’ll wished I stayed
Here, in the hiding
every crevice and exhale
i breathe you in as all you are
then leave no trace or trail
And there are souls
That are walking in the night
They’ve no clue of you and I
The ways your eyes they smile
As we open up our
Minds, dear
Roofs of mouths and
Skies, clear
Come and count these signs
These momentary, momentary lives
