Say It To Me Now by Glen Hansard

cinematic

(under my hollow skin)
i

mourn you, i mourn the
loss

of you, years (before we met) and
even

after losing you
(i still ) have yet (to gain you)
and

under the bed
i

keep a box
(that smells like you)

i

open it
and smile (like a parakeet)
when they come

to tell me (you've gone),
but

it all feels the same,
bird (lost)

bird found

and (you), under my hollow rails
like

skin beneath my bed.