Afraid of the skies at dawn No longer what I want Searched through our sheets to find, Dreams that you left behind My brittle knees won't hold, The weight of those words you spoke And now I feel much like you How did you grow so old?
Holy water seeps from your eyes, Keep it close to soul Streams unkind Holding on to what was innocent; Felt it pure and whole, But now it's gone It's gone.
