Hey there Alice, how do you do!

I have found a song that makes me think of you,
of all the evenings skating long past bedtime
and some funny dyed star that you could not see,
Alice,
I remember everything…

It’s a song I sang with you,
coffee in the shower, cigarettes after sex
we did not need pretexts
nor a book to guide us through,
love was blank for us to write
“I would have done everything with you”
I wish I’d do,
go up that hill once more with you…

Alice dearest, how do you do!

It’s a song I listen to
filled with autumn leafs and Bible queries,
one way or another
we’re going far and even farther,
for true sinners there is no earthly border
and I already confessed,
my fears killed the best I never had…

Sing with me
skin on skin, and the space between,
a little prayer
it’s alright, as I am fading out,
don’t let me fall
a high pitched toll will break the wall,
Alice,
put your arms and pull me under…

Alice, I do!