Sunday, May 30, 2010

and nothing.

sometimes i dream
where all the other people dance
sometimes i dream
charlotte sometimes
sometimes i'm dreaming
the sounds all stay the same
sometimes i'm dreaming
so many different names

charlotte sometimes crying for herself
charlotte sometimes dreams a wall around herself
but it's always with love
with so much love it looks like
everything else
of charlotte sometimes
so far away
glass sealed and pretty
charlotte sometimes

she loved me sometimes, i loved her too
(she loved me, sometimes i loved her too)
how could one not have loved her great still eyes

1 comment:

Alfred Skilton said...

in most recordings, one "did" somewhere ends with a /ð/. v. pretty.