We were dancing an hour before we met

The last time I saw you
You had short black hai
And that far off look in your eyes
Shaking your words like it was all so unbearable

No one is watching
No one is watching now
The next time you were striking notes in that soft blue light telling secrets to a roomfull Of strangers on the verge of another breakdown.
This time you will stand on your own.
another broken string
Did it frame your sadness
Did it echo tragedy
Did it feel too real
I saw you breathing so silently wondering if the flash cought it
All in time and i finally understood every word so when it is time to come and take me away I will be here waiting for the last chord to end waiting for the understanding that is you.