The lives we've touched

I was sitting in Lewis' computer screen-lit room last night, doing that great thing: looking over old diaries. I needed to write some lyrics for a new Nebraskatak song and was exploring emotions such as 'anger' and 'sad' before I realised there are much nicer things to write about. While I did end up writing quite a happy collection of words for this song, I would like to reiterate how great it is to have diaries to read over, when in need of inspiration. You can recall, with frightening ferocity, emotions you'd forgotten you'd succumbed to weeks, months, years ago. It's quite a strange experience really!

This song is about loving someone with such madness that you know, that no matter what happens between now and forever, you would still be missing that enormous piece of you that you gave to them.

my chest trembles, i can't help it
i curl into the cave of your arms
we're a tangle, tangle

you say scary, i say perfect
you're sighing your velvet in my ears
and i can feel it, feel it

every time i close my eyes you are there waiting
every time we say good bye i know we're just saying it
every time i close my eyes you are there waiting
every time we say goodbye i know we're just saying it

i tear like a petal, colour in the way down
side by side in the coffin in my bed
my heart pounds in spite of it

my back is to you, as you whisper
the secrets that live with you and me
and die with us too