Your umbrella is beside my maces
I broke the mirror you gave me
Yesterday your mother phoned me
we talked about you mainly,
everything about you I lied
Isn't it funny? I did never lie until then.
I can lay on the couch reading your letters
why bother? I broke my glasses.
Let me live needing you
seeing you in the dark.
My words speak so little now.
The ancient willow caresses the rain
you caressed me when I was inside you.
No other man would understand this,
they're all mean, I hope you won't meet any.
My breath tries not to taste your name
is my name written in your thighs?
can my heart survive to any sigh?
can't pick me up.
My tongue tries not to articulate your name,
I still remember your pierced tongue
on my skin.
Other men are mean.
The T.V. is off, the T.V. is dead,
the rain is burning my head
cause I can't see the park
where you lost
I can only touch you in the dark,
hope my name everybody forgot.
I did never lie
I can't stand one more sigh
I hate you, you fully loved me.
The mirror's broken, so what?
I'll pick a piece and draw
a line on my arm
Your letters are lost in the park
they spoke so little from you,
the spider on the roof
doesn't answer my questions.
Such reflections from such mirror,
A girl often rides a bike outside
I won't try to meet her.
In my head I can't see a thing,
the colour of your eyes.
My head is off.
I close my eyes.