the second letter became a medley

couldn’t have made a better choice of words myself. a composition based on <<yes>>. and yes, we should see Manderlay one day.

I believe that we can achieve
The love that we need
I believe, call me naive
Love is for free

It’s something that look in your eyes tonight
Like magic it’s changing everything in sight
I hear it all around me everyday
In the music that you play

The night sky like velvet masks our eyes tonight
And falling reveals the sun rise and ignite
We feel it all around us everyday
In the music that we play

It’s sincere and subjective (all over the world)
Superficial and true (all over the world)
Easy and predictable (all over the world)
Exciting and new to say ‘I want you’

Did you see me coming?
Was I that obvious?
For all of a sudden
There were just the two of us

You don’t have to be in Who’s Who
To know what’s what
You don’t have to be a high flier
To catch your flight

The night we met
Was cold and wet
I needed a drink or two
I saw you standing there
And I knew
I’d love to be loved by you

You may think I’m strong
And I can do no wrong
But I’m vulnerable
So vulnerable
Without you

I may be hard to take
But you can call me fake
’cause I’m vulnerable
So vulnerable
Without you

I know the assumption
Is that I’m tough
With all my anger
That’s fair enough
Even with friends
I have to compete
And try being me
When you walk down the street

At night
I am lying awake
Through the hours trying
To calculate
Am I good enough?
Could I contrive?
To keep this sham around
Will I survive?

I know you must sometimes
Think I don’t care
Or even appreciate
What we share

I’m building a wall
A fine wall
Not so much to keep you out
More to keep me in

Across the sky
The change of time
Last night I lost all day
I’m here and there
I’m anywhere
Away… from Manderlay

Is this a riot or are you just pleased to see me?
Why aren’t we home and hold the talking sweet
I love you really, though I know no-one believes me
There’s chaos every time we meet

I can’t make sense of anything
All I know is the party’s in full swing
If we both just stopped for a minute
I declare war and then you’d win it

I’d survive with only memories
If I could change the way I feel
But I want more than only memories
A human touch to make them real

Another day, another dream
Over the bridge an empty scene
We’d spend the weekend lost in bed
And float upstream

The bourgeoisie will get over it
Look at me, I’m so over it
And you, you’ll get over it
You do, you’ll get over it… in time