Natalia Zukerman

[walbourn]

"walking away from the sky
i gotta hole in my pocket
and one in my life where you used to stand
there's a hole in my pocket
and one in the sky where you used to stand

i haven't lost anything important yet
just scraps of paper like petals in a flowerbed
they litter my path on my way back to you

and now i know that
all the dust in this ghost town
is all that's left of you
and i am the saloon door
i'm swinging open and back again
i'm just hoping you'll come back again

there's a hole in the ground
and when it fills up with rain
i see my reflection stumbling around
looking for a heart built like one of those
buildings with a fortune teller in the window
she holds up a card and points right at me

and then i know that
all the dust in this ghost town
is all the words you ever said to me
and i have been the saloon door
i'm swinging open and back again
i'm just hoping you'll come back again
i'm just hoping you'll come back again

to block out the light you held up your hand
and when you were gone
it looked like a hole where you had been standing
there's a hole in the sky where you used to stand
a hole in the sky where you used to stand"
-- Hole, Natalia Zukerman