This city is sinking into the river or is it just disappearing, I know our relationship works only when I don't let anything get to me: when I am numb enough or straightly aimed at the fact that it doesn't work, strong enough in myself.
When I am strong.

That was over four months ago.
Today I walked down that street like it was the only street I've ever known,
like it was the only walk I've ever been on,
like all I've ever done was walk
down
that street.
That street.
So empty of others I thought well maybe if I can walk all open and brave then everyone else will too.
So empty. I felt happy there, there on my feet. Sun shining from so far above it makes me laugh when I think how big it is, that little lightbulb.
Empty street, smiling one with flowers in my hair... Smiling at the fact that there's so much.

All this to come to hear how someone has been blue and played their piano, guitar and voice
and felt so sad and melancholy.
All this to come here and realise there are so many who have realised the dance of life.


Do a firedance, flames reaching for the skies.
We're reeling around the sun.