I Know About You

I know about you, Know about your name, Know about the liquid you keep inside your frame. I know about you, I saw you creeping in, Filter through the floors and overs glasses' brims I know about you. I was told about you, In hushes and in rows, In big long speeches and hands that brushed aside. I felt you myself, In talks and conversations, In names that have been called and blows that have been given. I know about you. And now the cold is all around, Feel it coming up your spine. And see the water all around, See the waves, Coming up the shore, Waiting for more. I know about you, And I see the people change, Watch their lips move closely and quietly in the hedges. You seep in to the country, With talks of a shelter, Where the people are blind and helpless with desire, I know about you. I know about you, But I still don't understand, Don't get how such gestures, can come to the hand. And it adds to the worry, It adds to the pain, To speak out in earnest and be met with a blank stare. What about you? And now the cold is all around, Feel it coming up your spine. And see the water all around, See the waves, Coming up the shore, Waiting for more.