I can get corny and say
that your lips taste the same to me,
that the lips that I kiss in my dreams
I can get sad and say
that it's enough for me to be your enemy
everything, your slave, your fever, your owner
and if you want too
I can be your station and your train
your evil and your good, your bread and your wine
your sin, your God, your murderer
or maybe that shadow
that lies down next to you on the carpet
at the edge of the chimney to wait
let the tide rise
I can humble myself and say
I'm not the best, I lack value
to tie you to my song
I can put myself worthy and say
Take my address when you have lots of cheap loves
you call me for a while
and if you want too
I can be your trapeze and your network
your goodbye and you come, your blanket and your cold
your hangover, your monday, your hastio
or maybe that wind
that pulls you out of boredom
and leaves you embraced to a doubt
in the middle of the street and naked
and if you want too
I can be your lawyer and your judge
your fear and your faith, your night and your day
your grudge, you because, your agony
or maybe you see that shadow
that lies down next to you on the carpet
on the edge of the fireplace
to wait for the tide to rise
or maybe that wind that pulls you out of boredom
and leaves you hugging a doubt in the middle of the street and naked
or maybe that shadow
that lies down next to you in the alfoimbra
on the edge of the fireplace
to wait..
Only among all we can make this a better place :)