The best of us believed If we hadn’t stumbled we’d still have a chance To pick up the pieces But just as we’ve seen The gust came too strong and it blew it away And we know it’s not coming back Now we’ve got to behave Now you’ve got to rely on your own arms to drag you across (can we forgive ourselves?) The last straw to break your back The last shock to break your gaze The secret to break your legs
How long can we hold it Above our heads? How long could you used to? We’ve all followed someone close to find A reason to have followed We’ve all hollowed out the tile floor To keep safe what we couldn’t bear to lose Take comfort in what no one else knew And when you had stood barefoot You noticed that it had come loose
And I said It’s been a few days Since I have seen you
And you said Sorry but I’ve Got too much on my mind
It got to be too much We did our best to help But our hands stuttered and slipped And all that we could do Was say we’re sorry
We hoped things would change We’ve all spent the last year standing still Balance and swallow The lump in your throat All your loose teeth We lie awake To see who’s coming When we die
The rest of us believed We would remember exactly how her face Reflected the moonlight But as we began to recall the details The hair was a match, but the eyes, we couldn’t quite get them right How the lashes were shaped How they curved to the sky and arced away ashamed (and the difference it made) Is it better just to wait If you’re coming back again? Will we see it then?