
2 March 2010, 1.03 CET
“All We’ve Simply Thrown Away”
Outside it’s just
screams and sirensand people waiting to be paid
inside we peel paint
from the walls in flakes
as if there might be some new
magic underneaththe wine does what it can
but this sadness in our blood
is older than timeour damage shines best
in these smallest hoursand this is the beauty I want to remember
it suddenly strikes me
so many lives could be made
from all we’ve simply
thrown awayas we cross our hearts and make a pact
to stay beautiful until the dawnwhen the sun will come and
burn us off like fog.