Cuando Baja La Marea

Air, on this slow summer afternoon
Your memory is a faded photo
That the hours keep blurring
How hard it is to sketch your features
Noon after you left

Air, if your eyes were black figs
If your teeth were lemon wedges
I can't recall the arch of your brows
I can barely talk
About anything but your scent

The mind, when the tide goes out
By pure instinct for survival
Tries to cauterize every trace
That love leaves behind

The mind, when the tide goes out
Revealing the structure of pain
Activates a defense mechanism
So the heart doesn't drown

Beautiful, with your perfect Hebrew profile
Disheveled, full of dreams
Shoulders heavy and worn-out shoes

The mind, when the tide goes out
By pure instinct for survival
Tries to cauterize every trace
That love leaves behind

The mind, when the tide goes out
Revealing the structure of pain
Activates a defense mechanism
So the heart doesn't drown

Air, I'm out of breath
On this slow summer afternoon
I can't describe you
Your memory is a faded photo
Barely outlined
That the hours keep blurring
Oh, no

Air, I try to sketch
Your features but I can hardly do it
No matter how hard I try
How hard it is to recognize
With all that we loved
That you barely left a mark on me

Air, now when the tide goes out
And the shipwreck is total
What a shame!