dia trinta e sete : 37 : edição especial : papel de parede # 04 & [...for martha...]

you called me after midnight,

it must have been three years since we last spoke.

i slowly tried to bring back the image of your face

from the memories so old.

i tried so hard to follow,

but didn't catch a half of what had gone wrong,

said "i don't know what i can save you from."

i don't know what i can save you from.

i asked you to come over, and within half an hour, you were at my door.

i had never really known you,

but i realized that the one you were before,

had changed into somebody for whom i wouldn't mind to put the kettle on.

stilli don't know what i can save you from.

kings of convenience : quiet is the new loud [#04 i don't know what i can save you from]