Samantha Crain
Beloved, We Have Expired
my arms are full of humanityi stole it from you when you were smokingand i know you won't miss itnot even a bitaccidents happenbut you never didi'm the forgotten change in your pocket of the old winter coatthe newspaper's stacking, neat foldoh, to be held againto be spent or readput aside againthat would be the greatest thingbut your fire's burning outi think you know by nowthat i'm getting sick and tiredof waitingso we'll sit side by side and we'll starehating that we share the same airthere's no room for speakingand nothing will ever be saidwe're the babies in cradles at nightsleeping peacefully but only out of frightLetras de cancionesthat if we wake upthe monsters will come track us downwe want to be held againto be close or deadsung to sleep againthat would be the greatest thingbut our fire's burning outi think we know by nowthat we're both sick and tired of waitingthe floors i sleep on at nightthey speak to metheir strange voices tell meall things trueyou say when something's dead, it's deadtheres just no reviving itjust bury itand move on, move onoh, to be held againto be held againto be held againoh, oh
From Letras Mania