Suspended Disbelief
Lyrical selections from the Church Benches and Rain
Zili e Keqardhje
Do you remember the night
you lay in my bed and said
you'd never been happier in your life?
I said I hadn't been that happy in a long time.
It's the only time I ever lied to you.
I felt the same, I was just afraid
of giving myself away.
Your words echo...
"How sensual" you said,
"you made me feel like a whore,
you couldn't wait to get out of bed
to smoke your cigarette."
The pain lingers...
If I could have those moments back,
I'd have never left your side,
I'd have lost myself in you
making love again and again and again
and now...
I envy the breeze that caresses your cheek.
I envy the sunlight that dances on your skin.
I envy the water that touches every inch of you.
I envy the stars that watch over you as you sleep.
The day before our last night together
you said we'd have many more
and then many became just one.
I awoke in the morning,
reaching out for you
to find you'd left while I was sleeping.
In that emptiness unfulfilled
your ghost will never fade
and...
I envy the breeze that caresses your cheek.
I envy the sunlight that dances on your skin.
I envy the water that touches every inch of you.
I envy the stars that watch over you as you sleep.
© 2006 Winterwind Music
Bitter-sweet Brit pop, Key of E
Vox, acoustic, electric, bass, piano, drums
The lyrics are straight forward enough. Aching desire, moments of regret, an envy that the elements of nature can touch a beauty beyond your reach. Musically, the verses are sparse, the vocal bitter self-recrimination while the choruses, though about envy, have a "sweeter" feel.
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