Leatherbound by Satron Paint Samuel

Pick a book,
I’ll read it back,
Then off to bed.
Every story worth your while has got to end.

If I had known,
I’d pick a page
And fold the corner.
And write a better ending suited for her.

You’re never gone, just not around and
Barely out of reach.
You are a shelf away.
Out of sight and leather bound, I
Still hear your voice
Like whispers in a library.

In better days,
I lie awake
In Sacramento.
You’re calling from the kitchen. I let it echo.

If I’d been told
That I’d never know
A better heaven.
I’d break my spine and never read again.

Never gone, just not around and
Barely out of reach.
You are a shelf away.
Out of sight and leather bound, I
Still hear your voice
Like whispers in a library.

• Acoustic
• Alternitive
• Rock
• acoustic guitar
• emo
• San Francisco