I Am Bent

or maybe I am bendingto your song in the winddancing like there is no Septemberwhen the seasons start and endtalking as if we are togetherwhen all we know is the distance between starsthey are saying our namewe have one name, the two of ussometimes I'm dead inside and I makea mistake about counting my deathsI've died in your wordsI've made never a thing that happenedI am not about this songI sing out of habitlike the theme song of a TV showI can't get out of my headthe reruns, never as goodas the first time you said hellotime is a mistake we are all involved inwe think it is moving when it alwaysstays the same while we move aroundthe pieces of the chess boardyou took my queen and I don'tremember a time I had all the piecesplease make me a drinkso I can forget this conversationbecause words cannot make up realityonly our faces are seenyou can't see love so does it really exist?or did we make that up toowhile we were pretending to be peoplein a life we did not chooseit chose us to play out a scenarioto see if the experiment of usmakes any sense to the universewe are like trees with dead leavesthat will not fall downwe must let go of all our excessand bend with the windnina