sleeps outside my window tonight
And so do you, a sea and a continent away
No camera can capture,
nor words describe what my eyes see
In the city of the virgin goddess, a mortal woman sleeps alone.
A year later, in a city of no sleep and too much sex, she looks for god.
No pictures have I
nor the fruits of my patience
I look at the handful of words and unspoken, broken promises
A sea and a continent and a first meeting away
You were closer to me then, than this day