Sing me to sleep
In a nest of rust-bitten leaves.

I guess this is why they call it falling
Asleep.

My memory replays my favourite song
As it was in your voice:
Play, rinse, repeat

Skip a beat

And even in dreams I can't
Arrange a rendezvous
Where our eyes might meet

For that, I need a beach.
The song: long gone
But the waves keep beat

And the lonely stones keep time
With nobody to skip them.

The intro kicks in
When you scrunch your eyes
Along my laughter lines

And "...all you've ever wanted"
Is the moment defined in
Your very own tones
But in my mind.

Respect minus three years,
And you don't look down.

When we exchange words but
The crucial truth
Lies in the pauses in between,
Lift the needle in my eye.

Play the record.