Last Thing - Ephemera

The last thing i would do

Always comes first to you

Joy is a life of compromises

Sometimes hard to say

Sometimes, like today

Truth is the daddy of surprises

'oh yes i’m doing fine'

Didn’t i tell you i’ve surely had a better time

Your eyes still melt me down

Like a daffodil

Trampled on

Is it quite okay

To turn the other way

To avoid hi-bye-conversations

I can’t deny that i

Sometimes tell a lie

To avoid awkward situations

When autumn comes in july

Leaving me sleeping

Without goodbye