you are the gap in space where a heart has no pulse.
you remind me of the black between birth and death,
it's all the same thing.
somewhere between created and creating.
living in some mystical land ....
in the middle of what's seen and what is unseen.
and it's all the same thing
somewhere screaming between derailed and derailing.
you make my insides bloated....swelling with minus ten fingers
and minus ten toes. ...................................
but my hair is sprouting heartbeats by the minute.....
now if you could just get in it.....
i could pretend that sac could fit with us inside it.
in the slot that holds the lack of what's beside it...
because it's all the same thing..
what is seen and unseen
we can live between forgiveness and forgiving.
song writer: E.M.
