"Miss you terribly already
Miss the space between your eyelids,
Where I'd stare through awkward sentences
And void through awkward silence
Miss the space between your eyelids,
Where I'd stare through awkward sentences
And void through awkward silence
...
Get distracted by my music,
Think of nothing else but art
I'll write my loneliness in poems,
If I can just think how to start"
Think of nothing else but art
I'll write my loneliness in poems,
If I can just think how to start"
(Keaton Henson, Small hands)
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