I can feel myself
In the background
Of this empty room
I guess
I am not myself
You can try to fight
With everything you have
The truth is
Everything you overcame
Can come right back
I am trying
I keep telling myself
The words you thought you kept to yourself…
All of these miles and miles
You put behind you
I keep talking in my sleep
Didn’t they tell you?
It won’t let go…
Did you ever wonder…
The colors in the wasteland
The truth is something I keep looking for every day
Why the world is on fire…
It won’t let go
It won’t let go
All the voices from the past
They keep calling me home
I guess I always thought
We would have more time
All of the photographs of you
I keep seeing you in every color of fall
The truth is
I am not myself these days
I hide it in the well
But in the nights
Alone in my sleep
I keep the words
You hid for yourself
And I
I see you in everything
I know
We all have one chance
And that’s why I know
It won’t let go
And I won’t let go
Call me
Anytime you feel the miles
You know
It won’t let go
And I won’t let you go…
The truth is
Everything reminds me of you
And I wake up
Reading
Memories of you tucked between the pages
Of everything I write
And
The nights are long
The miles are wide
but I’m all in the right
You and me
We won’t let go
Really lovely