The Microphones
I Felt Your Shape
[Verse 1]
I thought I felt your shape but I was wrong
Really all I felt was falsely strong
I held on tight and closed my eyes
It was dumb, I had no sense of your size
[Verse 2]
It was dumb to hold so tight
Aaah, but last night
On your birthday in the kitchen
My grip was loose, my eyes were open
I felt your shape and heard you breathing
I felt the rise and fall of your chest
[Verse 3]
I felt your fall, your winter snows
Your gusty blow, your lava flow
I felt it all, your starry night
Your lack of light
With limp arms I can feel most of you
I hung around your neck independently
And my loss was overwhelmed
By this new depth I don't think I ever felt
But I don't know, my nights are cold
And I remember warmth
I could have sworn I wasn't alone