27 December 2008

not in the cards

the question marks arrive from the bottom of my mind
like all the words that were never said
like everything i've held and all the things i've lost
i hand paint my thoughts on the concrete wall around your heart

it's not in the cards, he said, he said

every time i close my eyes i see the truth
every sound i hear is an echo of you

it's not in the cards, he said, he said