Odessa - Tiger Lou

Move your hands

If move them you must

At a steady pace

Ever so lightly

Wander off accordingly

Leave not a single trace

Close your eyes

If close them you must

Momentarily only for me

Now open wide

And let them reside

In the awakening of life

Patiently

Hauling the weight of our infancy

I remember every sound

Every single heartbreaking sound

Heavenly memories cut like a knife

Carving its way through the remains of us

Lately it seems everything that we touch

Gradually turns to the softest of dust

We have revalued the worst parts in us

We have portrayed the delusion of trust

Lately it seems everything that we touch

Gradually turns into piles of dust

Sweet soft dust

But everything that you took from me

Was mine to give

And everything that you thought you gave

Wasn’t there at all

But everything that you took from me

Was mine to give

And everything that you thought you gave

Wasn’t there at all

Heavenly memories cut like a knife

Carving its way through the remains of us

Lately it seems everything that we touch

Gradually turns to the softest of dust

We have revalued the worst parts in us

We have portrayed the delusion of trust

Lately it seems everything that we touch

Gradually turns into piles of dust

Sweet soft dust