Some months had passed, I moved away To another place, another pace And I tried to make it go away But then we were broken
I didn’t eat, I wished I could Get the time to stop, to turn it back And I disappeared, and never saw The ghost I became, but
The island, the grass, and the water The ferry, the cat, and the cows and R and K and Y and K and T kept me safe from the Dark thoughts and the endless cold silence The holes, and the years – all the years That vanished fast, and left a vast Desert of nothing
I didn’t vanish, though I tried so hard And I’m still around, ‘cause I tried so hard But a big part died, I think I cried it Out in the soil
Where some flowers grow, the silent kind And the endless nights, the stars that shine And I start to see another me Not broken and shallow
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There are days where nights used to be There are mornings fair and aimless There’s a hand that’s searching for me Will you lift me out of darkness?
There are moons where wounds used to be There are craters, plumes, and fountains There are worlds just waiting for me There are rivers, paths, and mountains
There are roads I’ve never yet seen There are deserts, forests, waters There’s a hand that’s searching for me