Here’s another from the writing vaults. This was written in that liminal time in my life 2008-2010, when I was seeing one Canadian and two American men. ActorMan wanted to set all my songs to music, record them, perform them, and sing them to me. I told him that I wasn’t ready to have this one sung to me. Not in the fragile state I was in.
Distance
Chorus:
What choice did I have but to fall for you?
No time to think, no time to breathe.
What chance did I have against the force of you?
I ran backwards into your arms.
1.
Under a bridge in the winter,
time of cold, time of dark.
Our lips came together,
time of heat, time of light.
Under a bridge in winter,
grey of sky, grey of sea,
Our lips came together,
all juice and delight.
2.
Across a room at a party,
seduction through eyes.
With everyone watching,
we became one.
Across a room at a party,
heat and want fuse together.
With everyone watching,
air thick with intent.
3.
Two oceans and lands,
cleave us, leave us wanting.
The tyranny of distance
makes me long for your voice.
Two oceans and lands,
keep us from touching.
The tyranny of distance
makes me long for your hand.
*****
ActorMan is in this group photo from 2009.
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