Falling

slamone

The wind rushes past me blowing away the fear.
I feel so warm, I feel so calm when you are near.
I could almost fall into the future with you.
Every orange street light streaming past pulses,
with the flicker of good you do.

I don’t know who this girl is,
maybe she’s an angel.
Time has become my enemy,
Maybe that’s why I fell.

Come down from this weekend like a crashing brick.
I feel so warm, I feel so calm, don’t let this be a trick.
I could almost fall into bed with you.
Every night passing by vanishes,
With the memory of the tremors you do.

I don’t know why I felt like that,
Maybe I’m an angel.
Time has become my enemy,
I need signs so I can tell.

D March 2005

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