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Wake up to a drifting

A simple sifting in my soul

I make you breakfast say i love you

Guess that's not worth a thing anymore

I sit down next to you

At my table

At our table

There are flowers in a jar

I love you

In the evening

There is weeping

There is sleeping

There is leaving

There am i

With no questions

And you with no suggestions

With little patience

Or forgivness

Are you with us

I love you

I do

In the night

Your warm body

Doesn't quite

Make me feel i'm with somebody

It's just a body

A lovely one perhaps

How long will that last

If i don't love you

What will i do?

In the morning

Wake up to a drifting

A mystery in my blinking

The sheets besides me empty

The beats inside me empty

When you hold a soul up to the light

When you hold a soul up to the light