In the silence
Do you still read all the stories that we wrote
Would you write again, would you care
Could you live again with me another life
And do it all again
And in this madness
We would draw our little stars again the same
How they guide us to the end
And all the comfort of your warmth is lost when you have left and they…
They will draw their own
And they will tell them how we used to have our wrongs
And how we cherished all the good we had
And we will teach them
We will teach them how to write about their own
They grow so fast…
And in the silence…
Do you still write all these stories on your own
Is there a place for me when I am gone
And all we have are all the stories we recall
I would do it all again
Would you dance with me another life
Burn the pages where we went wrong
Would you dance with me another song
And let the stars shine on their own