arms aloft, - Telefon Tel Aviv

The gift to forget

Is all that’s left to me

Who am I without you?

Etched into memory

Do you feel the same

As I do?

Shouting over the noise

Into blurry faces

Who is never alone

In these crowded places?

Can you feel the sting

Of regret and theft?

Of the time

That you’ll never get back?

Can you feel the sting

Like I do?

I wonder what it’s like

I’ve forgotten all the names

I am filled with you

You are filled with nothing

Wish you felt the same

I’m still here

Do you feel the same?

I’m still here