Porcelain

 

Oh, it’s early afternoon
Still the moon is showing me it’s face
Up from space
To me it all seems absurd

I’m thinking of how my life could be
But I sway the thought away
My sister left and stayed
And I guess she seems okey

I stare back at the moon
It reads between my lines and smiles
Shakes me up
Welcome back, it whispers

I’m dangling with my legs
I don’t feel my feet, have they fallen off or into sleep?
I pretend I’m flying

Oh, I am flying, the city is so small
God forbid I should fall

My skin is porcelain
If it’s for you I ache, there is a risk I’ll break
A risk I’m willing to take

My shadow’s a lot like me
She wants to go
And make some footprints in the snow
Where no one’s went before

I’m thinking of how my life could be
But I wave the thought away
My sister left and stayed
But I think I seem okey

And you are a lot like me
You don’t feel your feet, it makes you incomplete
So you pretend your flying

We are flying, my shadow is so small
God forbid that I should fall