Nitin Sawhney

Cold & Intimate

Nitin Sawhney


You see me walk 
You see me fall 
You touch the tears upon my face 
I taste your words 
I smell you fear 
I feel your bitter sweet embrace 
Nothing mentioned, nothing gained 
You're here and then your gone 
Your complications keep me sane 
We're cold and intimate 

I watch the news 
I hear your words 
I smell the lies beneath your smile 
You hesitate, you deviate 
From pictures filled with silence 
Nothing mentioned, nothing gained 
We're here and then we're gone 
A simple world appears insane 
But we're cold and intimate 

We search within 
We search without 
We touch the corners of our minds 
We play our lives 
Deceive our friends 
We taste the fruit of our own lies 

Pointless ventures 
Endless games 
We were never here at all 
Nothing in this world could change 
Are we cold and intimate