Origami

I was feeling vulnerable 'cause I found out
That songs don’t save the planets;
You stretched the swan neck of origami
And denied me your notebook of mysteries.

You had a house and a dynamite dog
And at night you talked in your sleep;
Life was easier back in our stone age,
We could swim in the lakes of silence.

As soon as I arrived, something betrayed your alibi:
You said you were just passing through.
Something warned me to run, but I had to stay
In the warmth of a vintage radio.

When the clock struck way too late
You surrendered your pen sword to me,
The pages of the notebook are all blank,
I was the one who wrote your mystery.

The first time, something scared me in your gaze:
Your eyes knew how to listen to me.
You invited me to watch the dawn, but I had to stay
In the warmth of a vintage radio.

As soon as I arrived, something betrayed your alibi:
You said you knew how to cook.
Something warned me to run, but I had to stay.

The first time, something scared me in your gaze:
Your eyes knew how to listen to me.
You invited me to watch the dawn, but I had to stay
In the warmth of a vintage radio.