Alaska Says Sun (Andrea Gibson) That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth You can hear some of the lines every time you breath out And it’s not the best thing I’ve ever written I’m still working on my rhythm My tongue gets tied sometimes My throat gets dry My hands start trembling Honestly, the only thing I’ve mastered is how to write a really good ending But I’m getting pretty tired of finish lines So this morning I bought a needle and thread And started stitching you a sunrise And the seams are tattered and torn Because I got the cloth from and old shirt I was wearing the first time this world started tearing me open And I’ve been choking for my breath since then. Have you ever spent a whole year hoping the morning wouldn’t come? I’ve had a band-aid in one hand In the other, a gun Something’s been screaming, “Fire kid!” But something’s still screaming, “LIVE!” So baby, write me a bridge away from the storm I don’t know the words to the song you were born to sing But I know your fingers will bleed when you play the chords And maybe you’ll need me then Like I need you now When I say that I miss you I mean something more I mean I’ve been biding my time till you kiss me again I keep poems like secrets Then tell them when I’m tired of hiding who I am I am missing you most And the silence between songs are my favorite records Sometimes is takes so long for the music to start Is there a shoreline where the seaweed holds the rocks so tight, they soften into sand? Is it too late to say that’s how my heart feels in your hands? Like you could sift in through an hourglass and pass it off as time - You never stood still and neither did I But I will If you let me In your arms, I forget what the yarn knows of sweaters I forget how to hold myself together So if I unfold now like a love letter Tell me you’ll write back soon Tell me you’ll still come untethered I saw the moon last night for the first time in months It reminded me of you slouching stubborn in the light I’d fight battles with the sun to rest against you tonight To feel your breath on my pillow Those song birds outside your window are dropping feathers like I dropped words I’m cold from all that came out wrong I sleep alone now Even when I don’t I sleep backbone to floorboards Because they’re softer than regrets Don’t let me go Don’t let me go yet I traced your silhouette on the skyline Your crooked spine bent meadows into mountains I climbed to watch the sunset The sky never looked so gorgeous All those falling stars sick and tired of being famous That man next door With his old violin - I swore his song would save us.
Posted on: Tue, 03 Sep 2013 07:33:24 +0000
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