When the silences
Of expectations
Leave the dusty echo
Of words unspoken

When the aching puzzle
You’ve left is broken
And the gaping sound of it
Cracks me open

Still I can’t let you go
Every paper thin note of me says

I can’t let you go
I can’t ever go home
When the soft folds of memory
Hold my tattered thoughts of you
Of you, of you

When you slip away 
Like mist in the morning
Shapes of shadows all
That’s left of the moment

When the siren’s call
Still holds me captive
A crumbling faith of 
Spellbound stories

Still I can’t let you go
The scattered words left all say

I can’t let you go
I can’t ever go home
When the soft folds of memory 
Hold my tattered thoughts of you
Of you, of you

Still the sun will rise
Still the sun will shine
Still the sap does flow
Through the torrid veins
Of lovers throes. 
 I will find the map
Without your north
In a world without
Me in you

I can’t let you go
I can’t ever go home
When the soft folds of memory
Hold my tattered thoughts of you
Of you, of you

When I hang in threads
I can’t untangle
In the empty hollows
You once inhabited

Oh, I try to find
Some sense of normal
As the world it spins 
So blindly callous

Of letting you go
Of letting you go

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