Considering Death
red is the dawn
I forget all that’s gone
is it a color that I see
or just a word that we’ve agreed on?
is it the ways of the shadows
that dig through your soul?
is it the aftermath of your youth?
or only bending the truth?
considering death
and the size of the universe
all I can contribute is:
my life is too short for this
exposed to sound waves
I had long forgotten to love
is it trust in your own death?
is your brain just a mess?
is it the change of the weather?
no that can’t be the cause
does it feel like a release
that you won’t live forever
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capo: II
verse: Em – C – D
chorus: Em – D – C – D
Micro Situation
she sleeps long into the day
there is nothing to be late for
nothing to be right on time
no spinning thoughts in her mind
she wakes up to the call of a wren
singing through the roof light
singing the local line
it could be any time
this is her micro space she conceals
this is a micro situation and a rare feeling
this is her micro space
this is a micro situation and a rare feeling
she makes herself a coffee on the old stove
for the smell and the comfort
could be an old love
she is thinking of