She is stumbling, stuttering, shaking. 

Dialing, degenerating, drowning. 

 

As he picks up, she sobers up and feel safe.

The strangers, lovers and friends are looking for her now.

She hear someone call her name but pretends she didn’t. 

They call her by a name that doesn't fit anymore.

 

Walking in the middle of the road she listens to his voice.

 

”Babe,why do you call?” 

Confused and caring, he finally asks as she catch a reflection of herself in a car. 

”Do you miss me? Just tell me what you’re looking for” he says.

She hears him, but it’s all blurry now.

She can’t see where the headlights starts and where the darkness begins. 

City lights, car noise and strangers on the side walks,

are merged into one.

She laugh, but she don’t know why. 

Hysteria hits hard, 

and desperately she begins seeking her reflection in more passing cars.

Through watery eyes, the same familiar face that she sees everyday stares back at her in panic, 

She looks like a stranger. 

 

”Don’t you understand it by now?” she says, as her breath speed up like the cars around her. 

”I don’t miss you, I miss me. And I sometimes think I can find that girl, in you. I’m simply here looking for me. We ruined her, and I lost her. And I just want her back ”

 

He starts saying something but it doesn’t matter now,

she is shaking and he doesn't make her feel the way she want to feel.

She can’t find herself, she’s not in any of the things she used to enjoy. 

 

She close her eyes, dancing in the middle of the street,

spinning in circles,

howling down the sound of the honking cars by singing to herself…

 

Do you still have fun just like you used to?

Do you still make love just like we used to?

 

And her empty laugh is followed by a loud silence.

 

- F.E.W