Parallel

Written by Tomaz Goh
The only time we share, The world seem to stand still.
Undaunted by the surrounding, we envelope in the vaccum of space.

In the moment of sane, I see you through your vocal tone.
I thought I know you better, but I experience you more from your voice.

I dismantle and reassemble you again, on and on and on.
I couldn't fix your peg, cuz I could find the right piece of you.
Am I not knowing you better? Am I not understanding you deeper?
Im standing tip-toe to see you from the top, yet your face is not visible to view.

Im standing tall but not tall enough to see beyond the world,
Im listening to the voice but not voices from the heart.
Im touching you but my hand are numb and stoned,
I couldn't fix you and Im losing you pieces by pieces.

Maybe you couldn't see what i see.
Maybe you couldn't heard my voices on the top.
Maybe you don't feel my presence when I present.
Maybe just maybe, I should have bend down and be parallel to you.