Elegy

don’t say it’s all over now
don’t leave like daylight at night
a feather is falling to the ground
i know how that sort of silence sounds

tonight my room is a cage
alone my hands on the windowpane
looking from below into the air
i’m a tower standing on a chair

in the heat of the fire
can’t refuse the desire
to be close to where you are
no one can say
it’s wrong that i pray
to be close to where you are

i don’t have wings as you have
gravity is able to hurt
condemned to creep on the floor
won’t you come back anymore

i lit a candle for you
a light that keeps me alive
hours and hours pass away
memories in the shade of grey

in the heat of the fire
i can’t refuse the desire
to be close to where you are
no one can say
it’s wrong that i pray
to be close to where you are