Underling - Cecile McLorin Salvant

You of my life

I have seen no one more blue in my life

And I’ve dreamt the taste of dew on your lips

Many nights of my life

All my dreams are disasters

Underling and her master

True and its trite

I have fallen into eyes telling lies

And I’ve slept in dingy rooms

Taking trips

Far away from my life

All my dreams are disasters

Underling and her master

I’ve slept so much that I have huddled

Into nothing but a mass of flesh

So soft and numb that I can scarcely tell where body ends and

Sheets begin if thats the mattress or my skin the bin (?) I’m living in

I only sing for those in love

I only sing for one to love

I only sing for one to love…

Me