When you finally let the dust settle
Over our stark, barren past
I hope you breathe love again
When gloomy rivers tell you tales
And the night sky finally wakes up
I hope it reminds you of me
When you pull on your fine sweater
To shelter from the intolerant cold
I hope you find warmth again
When the mist sets up home
And every strand of wool whispers
I hope it reminds you of me
When you see the sun rising outside
Over the indistinct paths of freedom
I hope you find guilt again
When each ray hits your skin
And all you want is a hand to hold
I hope it reminds you of me
When you walk down the street
Cascading iniquity and desire
I hope you find strength again
When these winds blow over your eyes
Tousle them and kiss your face
I hope it reminds you of me
When you touch your lover’s fingertips
And promise him of things immature
I hope he looks into your eyes
When he says things that I did too
And you fall asleep in his arms
I hope you don’t start loathing me
When you run down the alleys of our past
Visiting memories you shouldn’t have
I hope you stop by for a minute
When you’ve spoken to them
And they have begged your forgiveness
I hope you’re finally set free.

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