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Remember me, June
The wind has grown softer, the mist is settling on my skin
The wet curve of my eyes is blinking away the sorrow…
Shall I, let the moments take their toll?
When the walks are no longer for the dance of these unclear words?
This impulse, of holding out to the thrones
And this impulse, of letting it wrap my skin,
The cold in the warmth of a bleeding heart, where shall I hide?
Would I be forgotten if the curtains in front of me fall?
Remember me, June
For I have yet so much, so much I can’t let go of,
For I am the flesh burning under the canopy of a sky falling,
For I have lost it to the nights turning to the days far beyond,
For I am just a recollection of everything that mattered in this yellow light…
The grip of reality is tightening, and I can feel the air drained out of my veins,
I have tried, but what could possibly make the gravity kind?
June, I no longer know about this road that I have been on…
Remember me, June
For I couldn’t stay, and for I couldn’t drown…
Pictures of me, a reverie once adorned,
June, the red door I have locked,
The hope of a sensitive key is lost…
Remember me, June
For I shall once again knock on the steel rusting in the rain,
For I must trace back to the room I left half of my love to…
For I shall not be robbed of things I once called mine,
For I must fight to survive the wild tearing these walls down…
A sentimental note, and a considerate melody,
I will let it rain, and I will be a part of that rain…
The river shall hold in depths the echoes undescribed…
Remember me, June
For I, I need the wrath to be unleashed
For I, I need the content buried in the soils outside of what I call home…
For I, I am adrift this stream of insanity of my retained forging…
Remember me, June
I am… everything I have witnessed…
"Stuck on the puzzle - Alex Turner"
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