In the slow day
rain falls
night came
a Lingering
In the new light
what soft glow
all whispering and low
still there's nothing in a place
no remains of moments stayed
no sparkling eyes or quiet names
In the inching nervous days
There sounds an old refrain
The way our bodies stayed
I'll hold onto my awe
in a new way
delicately
Some songs spent in
that old questioning
How do you hold yourself
in the pale light between the days
in the Lingering
How do you hold yourself
in the strange light between the days
in the Lingering

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN