Chris Whitley

Telling your future
tell your past
give you forever
where nothing could last
when shadows have sifted
the last etiquette
she may decipher
your soul's silhouette

I can remember
you laid me down
taking me in sight and sound
the look on your face
I never forget
shine of your skin
a soul's silhouette

As you lay dreaming
all logic is lost
your system steaming
the change of guard
in shadows and secret
insurgent assent
my favorite aroma
your soul's silhouette

© | Credits