You’re right next to me
But I need an airplane
I can feel the distance as you breathe
The voice carries over the phone. Weightless, thousands of miles apart, no longer by wire, no longer by signal, only by heart. No matter how far, the same sky flies overhead, the same moon and stars, the same sun in the morning. It is small solace.
China decorates our table
Funny how the cracks don’t seem to show
Pour the wine dear
You say we’ll take a holiday
But we never can agree on where to go
Twisting in damp sheets, then rising like someone who forgot they were underwater, gasping from a demon dream, I wake in the heart of night. But I am not in bed, I am beneath a small blanket, and the pilot has turned the seatbelt sign on. Next to me, the other passengers sleep.
Sometimes I think you want me to touch you
How can I when you build the great wall around you
In your eyes I saw a future together
You just look away in the distance
I look out the window. The first light of dawn begins shading the sky. Down the aisle, the night lights glow. I close my eyes.
China all the way to New York
Maybe you got lost in Mexico
You’re right next to me
I think that you can hear me
Funny how the distance
Learns to grow
On the other side of the world, I wake up. Alone. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be… The world without end.
Sometimes I think you want me to touch you
How can I when you build the great wall around you
In your eyes I saw the future
Together you just look away in the distance
The ocean laps the same way on every coast. The waves fall under the spell of the same moon. We are all connected by water. Never so far… never so dear… never so.
