Lyrics Matthew Ryan

Matthew Ryan

Still Part Two

In the house of the lie we were living

You lost your tongue, and in my touch I lost all feeling

I saw the sun falling small upon your shoulder

I lit your smoke, we barely spoke, the days got colder

I took my things to a flat in the suburbs

I put your ring in the folds of a long verse

Now your blue scarf, your green eyes, the great sadness

They often dwell, recall and swell a wild tempest

I can't hold you, but I'm still kissing you

I don't want to, but I'm still missing you

Still, I carry you still

I guess I always will

In these hours that unwind with such effort

Amid this hoax that swirls and floats upon the weather

Some hearts get numb 'til they become frozen hopeless

But this I swear, I will live there beyond this slowness

I feel my sleep on the verge of a bright dream

Where all is well and cherry light warms a dark street

And there your hand will fall to mine, safe with comfort

And there your lips will rise to me 'til they whisper

I can't hold you, but I'm still kissing you

I don't want to, but I'm still missing you

Still, I carry you still

I guess I always will