Three Days

Three days

What's the time?
When is the day?
Where is the place?
A punishment, or a gift?

Here i'll be, here i'll stay
for three days, under the tree
Here you'll come, here i'll be
just for us, under the sky

I will mend your broken heart
for three days, under this tree
I will let you be, I will be you
under this tree, for three days

The leafs will be our witnesses
The wind will whisper our name
among those trees, it will echoe
down the river I will walk along

just to get, just to be in your heart
just to let you be, just to help you breath
whispers and whises we will share
just for some hours, just this time

I won't cry, I won't let you down
I won't fail, I won't let you lose
I'll be here, under this tree
i'll be you, and you'll be me

I don't mind your past,
I bring you a future,
this is a the present we have
hold me tight, wrap me

on your eyes I see, I see your soul
you've been under a storm,
you've been crying for so long
you tried hard to hide, but I see it now

how weak you felt, how sad you were
but here we are under our litle tree
remember when it was just a tiny seed?

Hold my hand and climb up home
lie on the branch, lean on me now
I don't mind your scars, I don't fear them
I don't mind your ghosts, them don't scare me.

Is just our tree, is our time
resting holded, for three days.
All ends and all begins
is the night and the daylight

all is one, one makes all
we holded for three days
all ends, all goes, all burns
we wrapped under this tree

Ariadna Squire Damique
(03-05-2008)

------ok since i've been checking how many poems i have posted here (around the net, and on Coldplaying.com Bea's Poetry thread)... this one makes the number 72 This one is so important to me, i hope. I want to change some things, keep trying new things and change a bit the style, so it is meant to be a resume and the begin of a new 'era'.