discarded leaves
and cigarette ends
blanket the balcony
sugarpackets
and little matchbooks
flattened on the cement floor
he walks by
she walks by
bytheby and so inside
i can try to disappear
i can try to fade away
i can whisper quietly
and know exactly what i mean
so be by me
and realise
what i see within yr eyes
through yr voice
into yr words
i could fly forever
