Raindance Kid - Two hearts black (LIVE@Bar227 Hamburg 12.12.14)

two hearts, black, miss each other
like some feathers, tumbling in the wind
without direction, unable to move
under their own power
just drifting away
two hearts, black, frail and porous
like some leafs, cling to knobby branches
in a windstorm, using the last of their strength
but collapse into void
Veines like boughs, grown from grief
are reminders of these darkest moments
passed em by,
lurking shadows gather round them both
to swallow them whole
Hold on, hold on
I want you to be happy when I'm gone
Hold on, hold on
I want you to be happy

[@NorbertHinterberger]

Beautiful.