Scratches In The Rind

I walked the hill touched by wind autumn leaves dancing round my feet

I stroke your hear and blew away the dust your pale and fading stare

Where are you now? i don't really care you broke a lover's vow

I found the tree our scratches in the rind

I tried to read mossy names unsigned tiny letters hastily written down finally

Blue turns grey - margins fray but memories stay images do remain

Sentences stay the same plans get disarranged symbols changed

I hope you've lost all the shots i hope you've torn them apart

I hope you've burned all the words i wrote down - in believe

Wish i could wipe out the trace wish i could stop giving chase

Guess i could wipe out the trace guess i could stop giving chase

Turning around myself for too long i've lost what's going on

Banning all what's left in a chamber i feel fine keeping my head above water

I survive still too weak - to take your things, torn them apart

Still too proud - to call your things great memories who are you now?

I don't really care where are you now? i don't really care i walked the hill

Touched by wind autumn leaves dancing round my feet

Guess i could wipe out your trace guess i could stop giving chase

Turning around myself for too long i've lsot what's going on

Still too weak - to take your things, torn them apart

I'm looking forward to that day

Still too proud - to call your things great memories

I deny don't want to glorify

Kissed your lips - they had the taste of drying wax

Badly surprised i turned away shut the door - having just left the rack

Seemed i had left the play smelt your scent - it put a neelde in my heart

I wasn't ready for the fray