two worlds on top of each other, one doesn't notice the other
the scratching of paper and pen
reminds me of a song I wrote two years back
I remember each and every line like a photo
glued to the lids of my eyes
the shiver of my wheezing chest
reminds me of the way I felt two years back
and as we lose all track of time
I feel her breathe like ice on the tip of my spine
the shake before I sleep
the shake before I sleep
the shake before I sleep
the shake before I sleep
the shake before I sleep
the shake before I sleep
I wait for the bed to get warm
as my eyes adjust to the darkest light form
and as I start to drift away
you're the shake that pulls me back to this state
the shake before I sleep
the shake before I sleep
the shake before I sleep
the shake before I sleep
the shake before I sleep
the shake before I sleep
you're the shake...
///The Shake - Kisschasy
Had this song on my mind lately. Last night, really randomly, it started playing at the Acropole... strange. And nice.
In that place... at that time... I knew you better than anyone.