Let the falling snow bury me. Let it cover me and wash me. The chill in the air was shaped by the words I wish I couldn’t hear but the air was clear. I can’t feel anything you want me to feel because I can’t hear any tones integrity.
The ice didn’t melt when I saw the way it felt being trapped with the cards you were dealt. It didn’t feel like being held. I let the snow thaw and the trees bear fruit while my body feeds the earth and drinks the morning dew. I can’t watch over you.
I’m not reflected in your eyes. You’re not the shadow in mine. When I turn and walk away I want you to do the same. It’s water over me but I walked out on the lake anyway just to drown in your cold wake. I can’t watch over you.
I’d sleep much better if I knew he wasn’t prodigal and my name is not wasting away. I bet it’s the words I couldn’t say that kept me at bay. It kept me at bay.
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"And you might be a stranger now, but I just wanted to let you know..." the complete Album is a wonder and I had some of my best hours in life hearing it. Thank you reverbpls