Skye

I miss the weight of you, I I miss the weight of you, I I miss the weight I miss the weight of you How can you not exist How can you physically be gone How are you not there waiting at the door when I come home Where are you now? I smelt you in a dream You were with me You were real But ever since my mind could only build a puppet You without your indignant spirit Your earnest eyes, expressive ears Your noble parading tail And there are times that I can see you racing through the fields You tearing across beaches You charging through the hills But I wish that I could hold you Wish I could pull you close Press my nose into the soft fur just behind your ears Or rub it on your greying old muzzle You were there for half my life The only half that I remember My fingers left your coarse fur As you exhaled forever I miss the weight I miss the weight of you I I miss the weight of you Skye. --- Skye - Petrol Girls