I went for a walk
in the Samburu,
the ground was hard like rock
but the people were true,
and that's where I heard you laugh.
I then went hiking
in the Bridger Range
The view was striking
but the wind blew strange,
that's where I found your hands.
On to the Mediterranean
in a worn yacht,
The waves roared like lions
but the sun shone hot,
and that's how I found your chest.
A party in Milan
near the Piazza de Duomo
I stayed until dawn
but the sun was still low,
that's where I saw your face.
I have been seeking
the whole world to find
Pieces of you leaking
lost parts still to bind.
Won't you pull yourself together
For
Me
ONCE