Hologram, by Sandwich Massacre Subscribe to rss feed for Sandwich Massacre

i want to fall asleep in your arms again. i want to kiss
your warm skin. i want to feel your hands on my face.
i want to look you in the eyes again. i want to feel your
breath and taste your kiss again.
i want to hold your hand and dance with you, walk with you
and laugh with you
i miss 3-2-1 time for legs and i missed the way you smiled.
all these things i cannot see simply over the phone and
everything i cannot feel

sometimes i feel alone.
alone i know i'm not, beyond
there is  my soul and your soul gone
away from our earth bound bodies and floating off somewhere
i bet their happy like i want to be
but she's with you and he's with me
off flying somewhere together and looking down on us
they are our hope, our future
and everything we dream
its truth, its love, its fantasy
its gold the weight of steam
its bright its dark its ubiquitous
its real, its opaque, its the thought of us
and someday those souls will come down again
when i see you and hold your hands
she will enter me and he will enter you
and they will give us the wings to fly up there too
to where they lived when we were lost somewhere
on this lonely planet with human rules
that turn us into crying fools
i just want to be with you.
2004
Posted: 2005-11-06 16:43:16 UTC

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