Untitled by Young Echo Lyrics
[Spoken word]
The beautiful redhaired girl stood on the platform, waiting for the delayed 17-25. Her shape and movement‚ her large wide eyes peering out‚ keeping me transfixed‚ drawing my attention, making me obvious and embarrassed. Wishing I was some place else, where I did not have to bear this. Wanting too much to take her up in my arms and kiss her skin and her delicate joints. Her pose making lumps in my throat. Wanting to draw that shape over and over in shadows on the platform concrete.
The beautiful redhaired girl stood on the platform, waiting for the delayed 17-25. Her shape and movement‚ her large wide eyes peering out‚ keeping me transfixed‚ drawing my attention, making me obvious and embarrassed. Wishing I was some place else, where I did not have to bear this. Wanting too much to take her up in my arms and kiss her skin and her delicate joints. Her pose making lumps in my throat. Wanting to draw that shape over and over in shadows on the platform concrete.