Yeti by feeo

WORDS

Last night,
in the place between wake and sleep,
I could have sworn I saw a Yeti
Wander out of one of my dreams.

When I,
When I opened my mouth to speak,
Icicles slid from my cheeks,
And shattered at my feet.

Last night,
When I should have been counting sheep,
I was miles deep in a snow- globe scene,
Chasing footprints of a Yeti.

Wrapped in Storm,
He lumbers over the mountain range.
And I was sure he looked my way.
But I didn’t see his face.

But It’s all in my head.
In my head.
He’s in my head.
In my head.

Every night,
The Yeti’s always just out of sight.
But sometimes I hear him sing,
His lonely voice carried on the wind.
But oh what I would give.
To prove to him that he’s more than a myth.

But It’s all in my head.
In my head.
He’s in my head.
In my head.

• Alternative
• electronic
• singer-songwriter
• London