Looking at you I see her face
Through all these years, just waiting It all catches up to you when you slow down I'm back in that yard, tasting that shame
Of pushing her down, Of kids and her games .their strongholds We had a bigger world I guess I never fully realized then What she lost when I cut that loss So she filled the void with unearthly friends Voices of hers We had a bigger world
I wish she'd never told us about her voices
We were strong, we were much too strong Never forgive We picked and pierced, we ripped and we tore
We hit and we scratched to make in her a hole Glares and eyes Attached to her every pose We fed her shouts For the collection of her voices I was too weak to collect But so, it turned out, was she Both paid in soul for the cutting of that loss Their ugly truth
Outnumbered by far her beautiful dream And I closed my eyes Were her eyes in yours already when we met?
Am I still paying debts to recover Life? Now I can see she proved to be right As she was called down It's sad though. .that I turned out to be one of her voices.
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