Once a starry picking night I fell into your arms

like a lover lost of all her charms,

and the moon it stood like salt,

fell out of the sky like snow

and you loved her so you failed to let her go.



Lying in the back of the car

as the street lights turn to fire

You remind me much of her

and perhaps that's why when

Lying in the back of the car,

and you shed your heart like skin

I was watching you watching her.



Shadows and their multitudes.

Shadows were our favourite food.

You blessed me, sent me on my way.