The moon told me you needn’t hide
She said that she had turned your tide
And this year, you’d hit your stride
When the Time Comes
When the time comes
That you need to talk,
I’ll collect your words
And then carve them in rock
When the time comes
That you need to rest,
I will bury your heart
Inside of my chest
When the time comes
That you need to be free
I will give your body
Back to the sea
When the time comes
That you say goodbye
I will breathe your spirit
I will send it moon-high
Go-Round
I understand last chances
Spinning round in stale romances
All the steps back and advances
I’m not sure that’s how Love dances
Therefore
I’m giving in
Not giving up
You’re still here
Some days, that’s enough
Q.R.V.
I can surmise all of the lies
He transposes veritably
Old acquaintance should be forgot
On the eve of Q.R.V.
Gravitas
The pull’s insistence
Grew stronger with distance
I’m no longer sure it was natural
When you dropped that bomb
With arrogant aplomb
I assure you, the damage was actual
The Present
The Years may be false
But Seasons are true
And it’s been a full four
Since I’ve held you
Time may collapse
But Now holds strong
And the Presents you give me
Never last long
Will
Sometimes I wonder, why you went asunder
When two young boys needed thee
Even souls free of strife, can’t make much of a life
With their bodies buried at sea
Then I hear your voice, giving me the choice
What kind of woman will I be?
And I pray to my father, come hell and high water,
It’s your blood that runs through me
Lovers’ Love
Lovers come and love, he’s gone
Wasn’t the sort to hang hopes on
Lovers’ love, I cannot commend
But love, I’d welcome you as my friend
Mantra
When you’ve found you’ve lost your voice
Your refrain muffled in this noise
Say the truest thing inside your heart
The truest thing, that’s where we’ll start
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