Kamilla Four

Can't get by the news, how you’ve slipped away, notes tell me the truth, you took a distant Metro, finished up your days, left me with the loans, I haven't got a clue, what in heaven's name, we’re going to do, everything we call home, doesn’t seem the same, the dogs howl and moan, I play hopeless tunes, trapped within their gaze, everything turns blue, you just left us alone, as if it was some game, made jelly of our bones, do I taste like bitter fruit, left upon your plate, demand why you've gone, dancing in the rain?