There There

In pitch dark
I go walking in
Your landscape
Broken branches
Trip me as I speak
Just because you feel it
Doesn't mean it's there
Just because you feel it
Doesn't mean it´s there
There's always a siren
Singing you to shipwreck
Steer away from these rocks
We'd be a walking disaster
Just because you feel it
Doesn't mean it's there
Just because you feel it
Doesn't mean it's there

There There

Why so Green
& lonely?
Heaven sent you to me

We are accidents
Waiting
Waiting to happen

A voz que ecoa.

Quando não ouço a tua voz, ela ecoa na minha cabeça. Ela está lá sempre e promete habitar lá. Por vezes, as minhas palavras no interior, misturam-se com a tua voz. Imagino tanta coisa.
Um dia, hei-de tornar o imaginário, real.