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Sixty-seven worried heartbeats
All reach my head
In a minute's worth of no sleep,
I feel I'm imprisoned here in my bed
Should not have had that cup of coffee
At 9:45
'cause all the thoughts I've had inside me
for days, they all seem like they're coming alive
I might as well wander
These streets I don't know
All seem so much longer
Wherever I go
I wonder why the sound of silence
Is making me scared
After all it's only absence
of noise that I hardly notice is there
What if I open up the window
to scream out my fear
Would anybody on the pavement below
even bother - would anyone hear?
I might as well wander
These streets I don't know
All seem so much longer
Wherever I go
MCMXCVIII © Terje Kleven
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