Litmus Heart

Love’s just stumbling between colours
That can be brighter
That can be darker

It was your voice which framed the silence
I was speechless
I had no answers

How do I feel in this replaced world?
My litmus heart bleeds
In your sour words

An exile into the silence written on ancient sherds
An exile behind the meaning of the words
These words unspoken sleep beneath my tongue
That there’s always some madness in love

Pointless movement kills the moment
Two shaking souls
In the existence

It was your face which confessed silence
The only thing that
Held us together

An exile into the silence written on ancient sherds
An exile behind the meaning of the words
These words unspoken sleep beneath my tongue
That there’s always some madness in love

My words are stumbling rope-dancers
On a cord between our hearts

An exile into the silence written on ancient sherds
An exile behind the meaning of the words
These words unspoken sleep beneath my tongue
That there’s always some madness in love