development on Leonard Cohen's Marita

Marita
please find me

My kneecaps ache
I can't play in the yard any more

My lips hardened
no one's caressed them

My skin goes loose
it has been burning for so long

My heart slides into silence
so many words have lost their meanings

My mind creaks in the evening
like a baby wakes up with a start

Marita
please find me
I'm almost 30