She came to my house  / over the summer

Carrying flowers she picked up from a field

Her hands clutching the stems so thin

Made the sun played with broken strings

I stood by the door, she whispered hello

Sat down on a chair, looking at the window

Her lips trying hard to stay immune

While her flowers sang out of tune

Here is a song

We’ve all heard before

It tells the tale

Of a broken chorus

“You and I

Will last forever”

That’s the only way

“You and I

Were meant together”

From the very first day

A) But when the night pulls the plug

Under your Summer

And leaves you to blink

No amount of rainbowing will quell

the silences

She waved a picture, a man in uniform

With hair that had never seen a storm

Her eyes so bright, with a smile full of gems

While her voice droned like a requiem

She sought company, words deserting her

So I declare with a simple hand gesture

“Let’s go and blanket him with your flowers”

While she choked as would a sister, mother or lover…

Here is a song

We’ve all heard before

It tells the tale

Of a broken chorus

“You and I

Will last forever”

From the very first day

“You and I

Are meant together”

That’s the only way

A) But when the night pulls the plug

Under your Summer

And leaves you to blink

No amount of rainbowing will quell

the silences

B) When the thunder cracks the glass

In the frame

And leaves you in pieces

No amount of quick fix

Can repair the lost harmony

But pain has its own rhythm

Doesn’t want to play symphony

It knows its own melody

X2. “You and I

Will last forever”

From the very first day

“You and I

Are meant together”

That’s the only way

Words or gestures