6/4/17

I feel it keenly

I feel I’ve seen these sparks raining down before
Burning, they tell me to recall the day the city vanished

When did I descend the hill with you whom I’ve never seen before?
On the day the city I feel I’ve seen before vanished

There’s no reason you’d have been there, yet I go to visit you
and knock upon on a door I feel I saw that day

This house I’ve never visited seems so familiar
When did it disappear together with you?

There’s no reason you’d have been here,
yet I knock upon the door

When that song I cannot hear comes to an end,
I wonder if this voice I recall will disappear


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