What do you mean when you say there's no heaven?
What do you mean when you whisper there's no hope?
I've been wasting my time counting the stars
-- that fall from your eyes.
Can't you close them now? Close the flood gates,
silver streams, dusty with salt and diamonds.
-- I feel each drop break wide open.
What do you mean to do with those bottles of cheap perfume?
What do you mean to do with those broken promises?
-- and what ifs, stood me ups and never aggaain.
Will you remember the hands that held yours?
Will you remember the half-sweet gestures?
I remember. I remember those things.
I recall. I recall the blame laid upon me.
© 1998
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