Without Words

If I say I want to be alone
itís not that I really want to
but because itís necessary.
I smile in the darkness
and get embraced by
my own reservation.
Pre-(re-)servation.
No good-byes can be too short
no distances too long
if you just donít leave me
only now...
Ďcause Iím invisible on the outside.
In the confused magic of the senses,
looks are burning
like cigarettes are burning holes
in plastic.
I creep into the cover whispering:
"Take me to the other side".
One more glide over the E-string
and you make my whole soul
want to give in.