Lyrics The Poet You Never Were - Saetia

The Poet You Never Were

Oh, what new languages may come?
As the hands of fate
The hands of fate are kissed
Tranquil taking of a heart
In love’s silhouetted garden
The otherness
The otherness of words
Our new times (Our new times)
Are the worst ties (Are the worst ties)
Because the softest lips tell the most precious secrets
Forget the broken backed stretch across a painted background
You’ve never experienced
Forget the lazy days of daydream departure to faraway laughs
You’ve never heard
Forget the backwards walk through liminal windows
You never knew existed
You never knew existed
You never knew existed
You never knew existed
You never knew existed
Forget the bells tolling an hour of redemption, a minute of fancy
You’ve never been given
Forget the love letters penned by sad faced boys
You’ve never met
Forget the unwritten, uncollected works of the poet
You never were
You
Never were
Unwritten, uncollected works of the poet
Never were
Unwritten, uncollected works of the poet
You never were
Unwritten, uncollected works of the poet