Slam of Love: In Silence

I thought of you - again - today. Your song and music to which I would sway Playing softly from this machine of mine. I wonder if you will ever grow some spine. To tell her what happened so many years ago Would rock the ship you care to row And I continue on the journey across lands Searching for a pair of guitar playing hands. Much like you is someone I meet. I see your face on every street. The memories flashing everywhere that is the story not known by your heir. Silently I sit in a room That is empty - much like a tomb. Once was filled with music and us Now it has all turned to dust. The old wind from the North came down And sent you sailing to another town. From me you went with everything we knew. And I get to sit here, staring at soft shades of blue.