Édesem

All of these miles are just numbers , that's the truth

Your presence , the space between all the sound.

One visit into my house and took for yourself a room,

My shadows don’t appear when you are around.

You don’t have to reach for the moon to keep me close,

Ship in the harbour, don't worry about the anchors letting go.

Some bonds aren’t held by physical hands, only the seeds we sow

They’re built in the quiet things and the side of me few people know.

So when winter arrives and the distance starts feeling a little cold,

And doubts start whispering in the dark, I'll pray they leave us alone

I’m standing where I’ve always been, hearts beating from coast to coast

Unshaken, static, leaving a mark, tattoed straight into my bones

I am not a phase that passes through, I wish to make you my home

Smiling whenever I get a message from you, checking on my phone

Wherever you are, whatever the tide, I'll walk into any unknown

Cause and effect, or something the merovingian spoke