Alabaster
Ancient craters of the moon
Their list of names we chose to use
Does not apply
Insufficient and untrue
For all should know it was you
Who placed it in an empty sky
Lunar craters
I'm convinced
Are there to authenticate
Your fingerprints
It's true
I wanna take you there
Anyplace, anywhere
Will do
But here
Where I kissed your face
And lay my own
Upon your hands
Of alabaster stone
Silver salt
Falling light
Frozen joy
In black and white
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you where
Years to come
Were unaware
Of promises
Hanging by a thread
Of lines and tubes
Another white suit
A machine to breathe
Or execute
Give me a sign
Give me a squeeze
A little more time
Before the whole world drops down to its knees
I wanna leave with you
Anyplace, anywhere
Will do
But here
Where I kissed your face
And lay my own
Upon your hands
Of alabaster stone
I've been in-and-out of this room
I've been climbing up its roof
I've been howling at the moon
I shot that boy who cried wolf
A shattering rain of falling stars
Like questions dying to be asked-
Is crashing on this parting road
Left or right
Where should I go?
I don't know
Then the room turned cold
And my youth was sold
By a robe all torn
A hand of bone
A voice that spoke
'It's time to go'
You know it's hard sometimes
Not to imagine what it would have been like
To have closed my eyes
To have stayed right here
Where I kissed your hands
And lay my own
Upon your face
Of alabaster stone
But I left that place
Tried to hold my own
As the moon shone above me
Like an alabaster stone
Their list of names we chose to use
Does not apply
Insufficient and untrue
For all should know it was you
Who placed it in an empty sky
Lunar craters
I'm convinced
Are there to authenticate
Your fingerprints
It's true
I wanna take you there
Anyplace, anywhere
Will do
But here
Where I kissed your face
And lay my own
Upon your hands
Of alabaster stone
Silver salt
Falling light
Frozen joy
In black and white
I wanna take you there
I wanna take you where
Years to come
Were unaware
Of promises
Hanging by a thread
Of lines and tubes
Another white suit
A machine to breathe
Or execute
Give me a sign
Give me a squeeze
A little more time
Before the whole world drops down to its knees
I wanna leave with you
Anyplace, anywhere
Will do
But here
Where I kissed your face
And lay my own
Upon your hands
Of alabaster stone
I've been in-and-out of this room
I've been climbing up its roof
I've been howling at the moon
I shot that boy who cried wolf
A shattering rain of falling stars
Like questions dying to be asked-
Is crashing on this parting road
Left or right
Where should I go?
I don't know
Then the room turned cold
And my youth was sold
By a robe all torn
A hand of bone
A voice that spoke
'It's time to go'
You know it's hard sometimes
Not to imagine what it would have been like
To have closed my eyes
To have stayed right here
Where I kissed your hands
And lay my own
Upon your face
Of alabaster stone
But I left that place
Tried to hold my own
As the moon shone above me
Like an alabaster stone
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Writer(s): Hans Meertens
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