Sampha
if you could gift
my feelings language
speech is a necessary
magic sometimes
please articulate my anguish
please explain to me why
these raindrops accompany better times
if you could make all the
if you could, make the
what if, what if
what ifs
just fly away for a minute
if you could make all the
if you could, make the
what if, what if
what ifs
just fly away for a minute
i remember
angels weeping at
my bad habits
i remember
swan matches and smoke
dancing on the window pane
(expand on that
that’s interesting
what else do you remember?)
i remember thinking
until my thoughts
got damaged
i remember
someone said you
could help find my
thoughts a name
(psycho-ana, hypno-thera
could you find my thoughts?)
is it that i need some love
love of the selfish kind?
is it that i need to know
what’s in the depth of mind?
indeed if i do find out
would i just stay confined?
wishful thinking games
wait to the stars align
is it cos memories break
why i feel lost in time?
is it cos i’ve made mistakes
karma taking flight?
but if you could hypnotise me
then maybe then
peace would find me
oh if you could hypnotise me
then maybe then peace
would find..
if you could make all the
if you could, make the
what if, what if
what ifs
just fly away for a minute
if you could make all the
if you could, make the
what if, what if
what ifs
just fly away for a minute
quiet storms dwelling on
what you’re not
i’ll help you find a way out
easily swayed, you’re not
cautious enough
who made you this way?
travelling inside your confine
traffic in your heart
and your mind
the spirit of your memory’s
gone blind
there’s answers in your
body entwined