Gregory Porter <Illusion> with lyrics

 

I've been searching all the corners of my room sweeping dust and memories beneath the carpet

that we purchased somewhere on some cool retreat somewhere in Africa somewhare.

 

I keep trying to catch my breath from the illusion that I lost it when you left me.

 

I've been checking for the weather and the time.

I am like a bag of box that's drifting in the wind that blows from Hurricanes that come

just after grey clouds fill my eye.

 

I keep trying to find my footing on the slopes of the illusion that I lost it when you left me.

 

Like bare feet on hot concrete, we have come to some divisioin based on pain from bare decisions

just like clothespins snapped by wild winds sometimes you can't hold on to love that never die.

 

I've been planning all the flowers that you like.

With the hope that will take root and smell the blossoms when the wind blows

as we sit deep in the garden sip on tea.

 

I look at you, you look at me.

 

I've been trying to find reallity a grip on the illusion that I lost you when you left me.