Dreamless

I saw your face last night
As I lay awake and dreamless
And I felt the way I felt back then; I knew I had a friend.

When I woke again this morning
I could feel the year inside me
And that feeling told me clearly, better come back here again.

I no longer always think of you the moment I wake up,
I never notice the things you do, the symbols of our love;
I saw a map of Paris and I didn’t even cry,
And I fuck your little sister and it feels better for a while.

On the drive I just kept thinking
That the seconds make a lifetime,
That the minutes make an hour, and the hours will make a day.

They got to you so quickly
That it could have been black magic,
It could have been a lightning strike, when they took you away.

The plague is almost over now
But the flowers always die here,
And I cannot seem to cry here; only when I’m alone.

I dream that you are with me
And I feel that you are with me
And I know that you are with me, though you’ve gone so far from home.