For Her Light

How lonely you are waiting

at the sunday park

I'll elude you

I will loose you

existing were no soul apart

you stand on a platform

your effigy dissolves in my hands

when I feel like someone to lie on

and I feel like someone to rely on

you can't wake up

illusions born of the air

something seems so precious there

I'll elude you

I will loose you

as rehersal of my despair

when I feel like someone to lie on

and I feel like someone to die on

you can't wake up

oh here me

I'm what you have left

here I am

in this necrologue of love