Saxon Crow

No, I\'m Not

Words left unsaid too late to speak

That gentle smile your eyes did seek

Will never reach these lips of mine

As the curtains close on treasured times

 

Hands once held now feel the cold

Your warm embrace I\'ll no longer know

And in this crowd I\'m so alone

Numbed to touch within my soul

 

Sweet perfume that filled the air

A scented image to say you\'re there

Is fading clean on closeted clothes

And what\'s left to smell are dust and bones

 

Raucous laughter loud and clear

A ringing bell upon the ear

Is an echo fading in this home

So loudly silent now I\'m on my own

 

The photographs all gather dust

And pots and pans all turn to rust

As my eyes betray me where I look

A constant reminder of what was took

 

And every sense betrays the truth

That I\'ll never stop missing you

There\'s just no reason anymore

Because you are dead and forever gone

 

So I awake now every day

In this premonition of a grave

With my only piece of tiny hope

To hear you say \'No, I\'m not\'