If I am the moon,
you are the deepest blue
in the night you storm
and sing me rain
we play violin waves
of mountains white spray
a symphony of fate we once sang
some other time in another life
far from this place
it was an October dream I had while you were awake
writing to me it snowed in Reykjavik
Dressed in moonlight, by a dim hidden lake
we shared our skin, and you left in mourning
do you worry?
of all the ones you loved and left that maybe
we’re one in the same
well I mean,
what you wrote in your letter
about love of fate on my birthday
skin is a mighty gift, what a thing to give
we knew it then, on the couch at your parents
Time missed is not a weight to lift
it is a shell to shed and begin again
farther away
Honey, the only thing that I know for sure is change and often suddenly
What I mean is life is a such an awful thing to waste but so is this dream
I don’t mean to say I have the answer babe
and if I look away, it’s only to explain
That on this day, I do love my fate,
for while I write it rains
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