Lucy from Silk by Autumn & The Afterthoughts

Do you have me?
Or am I just a captive
To your false pretenses and intentions?
Relentless in their wills and in their stuttering

And are we made of glass?
Transparent and fractured
Refracted of light from our inner immodesty?
Speaking honestly
Outward concentrations are all falling down onto me

And when your lucidity returns
Gaunt and frayed with your mind fastened to your body
But your souls still left wandering
Is that what you wanted?
To be able to look back and feel unafraid?

Every part of me is fading
In every last sense
Lowly courtesy is fleeting
Away from meaning
And into your existence
Body and mind estranged careening
On my own and all depleting
Ever draining, forcing, straining
Up against a changing wind

And do you hear me?
An ending of a song from a day far off
From another missed call
And another missed letter
Never saying anything at all?

But even underground
There's not a thing so profound
As tracing the night
In a memory of light and sight and sound
And your essence and your presence
Waiting and watching
Never to be found

Every part of me is fading
In every imaginable since
Lowly courtesy is fleeting
Away from meaning
And into your existence
Body and mind estranged careening
On my own and all depleting
Ever defeated, forced, and repeated
Up against a changing wind

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