To silence this morning
My hand reached out
And found nothing but the cold
A sleep without comfort
A bed without warmth
Still it is mine
Still it is mine
Riding on the bus
On my way to work
I reached for my pocket
To look at my phone
A screen void of greetings
An inbox without your name
Still it is mine
Still it is mine
On my way home
I took a detour
To rest my weary head
On the shoulder of a stranger
Lust without affection
Intimacy without reason
Still it is mine
Still it is mine
On my way home
I let the wind touch my face
I asked the sky
"Was it all just a lie?"
You said that you were different
"Was it all just a lie?"
I said that it must end
"Was it all just a lie?"
A song without a melody
A name without a memory
A pain without a bite
A laugh without a smile
A riddle without a clue
An end without you
Still it is mine
Still
It is mine
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