Running

i remember when we were in italy
i was out on the common balcony
and suddenly i started screaming
you came out full of shaving cream running
i think the darkness scared me
running
running
i think the darkness scared me

i remember when i was standing on the ledge
with my feet tied tightly i inched to the edge
grasping a flimsy railing
thought my legs would give in on me
falling
a hundred metres down
falling
falling
i guess the darkness thrilled me

i can recall the time i thought i wouldn’t make it home
i’d traveled too far and too long on my own
no bread crumbs to show me the way
in every direction i started running
the darkness calling
running
running
i heard the darkness call me

i remember when i was just a little girl
we’d be driving down the highways of the world
then the sun would start to set
i could feel the night falling on my chest
it was smothering
falling
falling
it always beckons me

i’m always searching for a sense of community
even when i’m a part of it i’m not really
with you i found some rest
i dread the loneliness
but i long to be free
i know the darkness scares me
i dread the loneliness
but i long to be free
i know the darkness scares me

Neema / Neemaste Productions ©2010