Soft Reflections

Sometimes I think you understand
The way you look at me and laugh
It’s just a passing cloud above
Can you remember how it went
Back then

Now all these stories are retold
A different whisper in your ear
Some good some bad I know them all
These soft reflections off the wall
Are clear

There’s just a way you see the people talking
There’s just a way you hear the sun setting
The only note you know you’re already holding
The way you shut your eyes without me knowing
Climb back to you
It’s just your kind