Antonia Vai's video: Antonia Vai - Two Strings Short photobooth session

I recorded this song in the middle of the night. Sung to my camera, to him or whoever's listening. Lyrics: Oh, I was waking in a blue box of songs Had it been days or weeks or years with my eyes closed? Oh, I was waking in a blue box of songs Why had no one stopped me from singing and thinking out loudly for so long? It’s not your voice talking in me anymore I’m still aware you exist and that’s more than I want to know Oh, it’s as if we’re too wise to stay but too lost to go I’m always two strings short or a few notes low Death, be slow Oh, I was waking in a blue box of songs From the border of the world to the core of the earth I was lingering too long Half of him is love in a wooden shell And the other half isn’t real to me I just got to say farewell, I just got to say farewell So how come his ghost reaches out to be? And who will I tell all the things he told me? It’s as if I’m too mad to stay but too caring to go I’m always two strings short or a few notes low Death, be slow What kind of soul are you, recovering in my hands? I saw them bury you, now you’re meant to be dead What kind of past are you bringing into my dreams? I am here with you now or you’re here with me it seems What kind of gloom are you bathing in my hands? I watched them bury you, now you’re meant to be dead What kind of past are you bringing into my dreams? I’m here with you now or you’re here with me it seems Death, be slow Death, be slow Death, be slow Death, be slow