Sir Sapphire Light

[Verse 1]
Sir Sapphire light,
I can feel your fingertips through this keyboard of mine,
The smell of your skin through this screen,
Black, Grey, and White are these letters ,
Scarlett is my blood that runs underneath me,


[Bridge]
Wifi, why do I need you so,
To survive your electric jungles,
Modern bee-hives behave,
I touch myself as you say,

[Chorus]Feel my heat through these speakers,
Hear my voice through these pictures,
My taste, through each word that I send,
Write your love through these wires,
Make thoughts to me in sapphire light,
Hide your soul where the airwaves bend




[Verse 2]
Sir Sapphire light,
Arial and Roman lie,
Their letters never made me cry,
And I Skype,
To you through silver headphones, 
You never liked


[Bridge]

Wifi, why do I need you so,

To survive your electric jungles,

Modern bee-hives behave,

I touch myself as you say,

[Chorus]Feel my heat through these speakers,
Hear my voice through these pictures,
My taste, through each word that I send,
Write your love through these wires,

Make thoughts to me in sapphire light,

Hide your soul where the airwaves bend

[Verse 3]

Sir Sapphire light,

I can feel your fingertip through this keyboard of mine

The touch of your skin through my clothes no longer near me

Aquamarine, Ruby red is my life now beneath me,

Between me 5,000 miles,

Technology just to see me,

[Bridge]

Wifi, why do I need you so,

To survive your electric jungles,

Modern bee-hives behave,

I touch myself as you say,

[Chorus]Feel my heat through these speakers,
Hear my voice through these pictures,
My taste, through each word that I send,
Write your love through these wires,

Make thoughts to me in sapphire light,

Hide your soul where the airwaves bend

Between the lines where the airwaves bend,

Safely tucked away in our minds where the airwaves bend,

Sir Sapphire light.

*Inspired by the poem that is beneath it

"Airwaves"

I can feel your fingertips through this keyboard of mine...
The smell of your skin through this screen.

Black and White are the letters ,
Red is my blood that runs underneath,

Feel my heat through these speakers,
Hear my voice through these pictures,
My taste, through each word that I send...
Each thought that I press,

Across every wire is my love,
Into these airwaves...
Into these lines...
Into these rows there is meaning.

The    spaces   in    between    is    where    my    soul    lies

Safely tucked away in these

Airwaves