Sam Isaac Berlin
Andrea sits in the diner at three.
Ordering poutine, waiting for me.
Katherine works in the gallery and we walk home under bridges made for you and me.
I’ll be out tonight if you can offer me more than powder for passion and a diet routine.
This city built its majesty in like a century.
We found love in a bar in town. We drank too fast, we talked too loud.
On the very edge of everything we built to last, we settled down.
We kept our promise, we didn’t look back.
We took that plane. You went to work.
I’ll see you in Berlin.
Piling boxes and books up by the stairs.
At the weekend she comes and packs up what’s hers.
I listen to Stars and stumble down Bank for hours.
So lets go out tonight with our best friends at our side.
We found love in a bar in town. We drank too fast, we talked too loud.
On the very edge of everything we built to last, we settled down.
We kept our promise, we didn’t look back.
We took that plane. You went to work.
I’ll see you in Berlin.
You bought a sentiment, bottled it gold.
We drive for hours in silence or alphabet lines. Entirely emptied of courage and cold. When love’s not living it’s impossible to find.
As the beeps slow to static she silently cries.
I read of her loss and then get on with my life.
I hold Amy at night as the patterns divide.
I’m going to speak to my brother and try reconcile this time.
