Wednesday, June 27, 2007

sophia.

Five o’ clock and a fire escape symphony
Spilling out across the road and the square
And the sky’s the same as your own,
do you think of me?
Do the parks and trees
and the leaves reach you there?
After the rain, in the lonely hours
he haunts me
Calling out, again, and again

Sophia, Sophia, I’m burning, I’m burning
It’s a fire, a fire I cannot put out.
Sophia, Sophia, I’m learning
that some things
I can’t go without
And one of them is him.

And now I walk these streets like a stranger
in my home town,
Learn the language, form the words
when I speak.
But he changed me,
I’m his ghost since he came around
Now I count the hours,
and the days and the weeks
In passion and silence,
Every word, every line a measure
It’s the science of the soul.
And his books, they breathe a reason
And now, I want to know

Sophia, Sophia, I’m burning, I’m burning
It’s a fire, a fire I cannot put out.
Sophia, Sophia, I’m learning that
some things
I can’t go without

And you, with your new born eyes,
Have you ever loved a man like I love him?
Do you hurt, but still feel alive
Like never before?
Oh Sophia! Sophia!

Sophia, Sophia, I’m burning, I’m burning
It’s a fire, a fire I cannot put out.
Sophia, Sophia, I’m learning that
some things
I can’t go without
I can’t go without him.



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