Letter - A Rotterdam November

I’m writing you a letter

Not on stone, not on paper

Paper will burn and stone will crumble

And I dont trust such flimsy materials

My words are written on the topic of a human heart

My actions are the lines containing verse

My phone calls are so much more than words

My motives are the mail and carrier

You built these walls to keep out the world

Swear you won’t get hurt.

Swear you won’t get hurt

But i’ll be right here, see if these walls fall

Yes ill be right here

Holding out my letter

Trouble with confidence is a small word confined

Trust sometimes it hurts, betrayal leaves scars

You can’t live in fear, no matter how afraid you are

My hands won’t supply the ink

But my tongue will oh

My arms are busy writing the greeting

The address is where ever you will be

The post script will take its time and take its time

You built these walls to keep out the world

Swear you won’t get hurt.

Swear you won’t get hurt

But i’ll be right here, see if these walls fall

Yes ill be right here

Holding out my letter

To read what’s written

Don’t look for paragraphs and lines

To read what’s written

Watch my face, watch my eyes

The font will be written in consistency

The farewell in sincerity

To read what’s written

Don’t look for paragraphs and lines

To read what’s written

Watch my face, watch my eyes

The font will be written in consistency

The farewell in…

You built these walls to keep out the world

Swear you won’t get hurt.

Swear you won’t get hurt

But i’ll be right here, see if these walls fall

Yes ill be right here

Did you get my letter?