post the fourth, 2013

i said i don't know what you want from me.
but i guess that was really a lie.
the truth is i know what you want from me.
the thing that i don't know is why.

i ask where you go every evening.
you ask where i go every day.
but a fact that we're each neither offering.
is whether we're going to stay.

it's summertime now in australia.
it's winter now inside your soul.
like a deep sleeping bear hibernated.
your heart is all stiffened and cold.

our past is now past evanescence.
it's melted and gone from the earth.
our future is dark as the pitch moonless night.
i'm blind as a babe before birth.

i said i don't know what you want from me.
but i guess that was really a lie.
the truth is i know what you want from me.
the thing that i don't know is why.