Sonder & Silience

Sjiva - Brittle

I've had no rest in days
The voice that wrote this down was awfully afraid
How disheartening is rest
How I keep myself unkept
And when I'm fearing my future
I start following breaths
When making melodies and dance
But hearing death in my step
And the chorus always sings if i have anything left
I hear demons in my head
And thank god that I'm half deaf
Thank your memory and death for every night I haven't slept

I've never heard my voice sound like this before
What started out mine isn't mine anymore
Since the start no one could tell it was yours
Since the day we were born until the day we collapse to the
floor

I see hope in everything
Hope to see it all through
I had never given
credit
where credit was due
I lost sleep to see a certain truth
Tell me who you wrote this for, was it me or you

Sjiva - Souvenir

Willful to the wind
In borrowed sheets of skin
A hymn to slight our whims
A heart to guide our limbs 

A hum to startle out the night
Our fireflies never decided where to fly
Only gazed at the time
Till the curtain fell disguised in a sour bright white light
My eyes have dug their roots in the clouds for a while
Since the cancer took the lines of your smile
I've tried my best to keep you alive in mine.

John Lp