zephyr note ♫

watcher-watching

little hare who asks if God loves you,

he prances in the cold of night.

the squirrel comes up to your face,

transformed by the darkness

he could be big or small.

his command is whispered and so loud in your head,

you cannot even remember it now.

a fatalistic impression quelled by the watcher:

she sees it all and she does not care

not for God, not for the hare and squirrel,

not for you.

in her light your sin melts away,

your soul is quite dead already.

and yet you know it does not matter

because the watcher is always there,

even with her face turned away

you are always welcomed to sit under her,

adore her and your life in turn

her glow is imitated by the elderly neighbor’s porchlight

you don’t visit often, but you love her, and 

as you stir on the brink of the pit, shouting,

“let me in! let me out!”

you know, each and every person has been there:

most, under the watcher’s eye,

have turned away

Songs Specifically I Recommend: I Can Read Your Lips, Goin' Down, Hey Now (What Are You Looking For) --- the whole EP is pretty short tho, worth a listen!