Words from Straight Lines by Ilan Isakov

Words mean more at night
Like a song
And did you ever notice, light means more than it did all day long?

Words mean more at night,
LIght means more,
Like your hair, and your face, and your smile And our bed, and the dress that you wore

So I’ll send you my words, from the corner of my room
And though I write them by the light of day
Please read them by the light of the moon

I wish I could leave my bones, and my skin
And sail over the tired, tired sea, so I could see you again

But maybe you would leave too, and we’d blindly pass each other Sailin’ over the ocean blue, just to find the warm bed of our lover

So I’ll send you my words,
from the corner of my room
And though I write them by the light of day
Please read them by the light of the moon

• Folk
• acoustic
• film score
• indie
• soundtrack
• Philadelphia