
When I hold you in this night-soaked bed it is courage for the day I seek.
Courage that when the light comes I will turn towards it.
It couldn’t be simpler.
it couldn’t be harder.
In this little night-covered world with you, I hope to find what I long for; a clue, a map, a bird flying south,
and when the light comes we will get dressed together and go.
DISAPPEARENCE I