I have only just begun
To plumb my own depths
To plumb my own depths
How can I ask you
To understand me
How can I ask you
To understand me
Reminds me
Of Saturday morning
After a long week of long days
I try not to let
My ignorance
Confine my experience
And the grip of violence
Grows ever tighter
Until the meager remains of love
Trickle from my cold, hateful body
But the light which guides me
Burns from within
And from there illuminates
My true path in the world
Will it be a photograph
In your mind, an epitaph
Or the sound of my lost laugh
The way they dance
Into the day
Lively and so cheerful