we've killed our fathers
for that smattering of applause
sold the soulless
kissed virgin lips
and never once did we bother
to pause and ask ourselves why
it all seemed to matter so much
intoxicated by the momentum of the moment
didn't even notice
it had passed us by
petty and pretty, just prancing around
out about town in your sleeping gown
counting all the looks you get
stealing my life like Pinochet
still i pause and introspect
find your fragrance and whispers
a throbbing pain and latent tears
still feel your presence, what did i expect?
it's not finished, still the same fears
confused, signals crossed
insipid and insignificant
what i want to say i'll carry inside
i'll put the camera down
try to see with my eyes
what has passed
a moment can seem to last a lifetime
but gone in the blink of an eye
we travel our separate paths
i will whisper goodbye
and watch you walk away
alone
