Funeral Ii - Poem by Alexander Foald
Plain view caught by the window
From this plane, I’m watching the city below
The lights are clinging to each other, like dancing
Sending us to the end of time
What’s been stood up here between you and me?
Separating our hearts and minds, each going too far
Differences are what we need to know what we want
But where to look, when it’s impossible to see with one eye?
Sometimes I think it’s better if we forget about the stars at night
And go back to reality, delivering letters to friends and welcome our morning
Sometimes I just barely strong to stand alone and am willing to give up
But you’re always there for me, always to lift me up again and again
And your shadow still lies behind me
Observing what this world becomes time after time
And you don’t know how I miss you here
While continuing a lifeless paradox like an animal
The lights are starting to look smaller now
Eyes fight to see more, but I already forgot your name
Slowly but certain, the bird crawls in the air
Through the longest night we’ll remember in years
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