song:
LOVERS
Lovers, walking hand in hand
Laughing
Over some joke
Lifting their eyebrows
They don’t need to talk.
Lovers, drinking coffee
In smoky bars
Eating donuts
Giving tips
Singing their favorite song.
Which reminds me
Of the love I once was a part of,
Of the story,
The story rarely told
If I only
Could tell what was inside me,
Down the drain,
Down the drain I wouldn’t go.
Lovers, with their minds
Drifting in heaven
Making plans
For the future,
The life on their own.
Lovers, with occasionally
Bitter quarrels
And then making-ups
Are tightly connected
More than they know.
Which reminds me…
Da da da da ...
Scarsouls album "Down the drain"
(M. Petrak)