Ordinary

I try to talk to you
I try to make you listen
You know I need you
You know I need you to listen

There are no ordinary colours on my face
The things I lose are empathy and disgrace

Every word you say
You know I won't deny
And every time you speak
You know I won't reply

And every way you touch I should respond
But everyone who thinks that we belong is wrong

Is wrong, is wrong

Spoken word
I'm a folder with no title
A small being that fits in every place
Put my tooth in a glass of salt and see how long it stays
I'm a worn out pair of shoes:
Too young to be fixed, too old to be used.
God created lovers, then he chose a few
They can only feel it
When it aches so brutally, you won't make it through
Justice works, but you can only understand it when you're done.
Your life has begun.

I'll run away from you
Try to follow!
I'll run away from you
Try to follow!