Are you listening in
This story begins at the end

Wish I could go back
Sun radiant black, come again

Something in the air
I was unaware it was there

Something in that look
I was read like the page of a book
Understood

Winding path
Long and dark
Pull me in
I’ve come to see you again

Forest cold
Deep and old
Pull me in
No one will see me again

Are you listening in
Where do I begin, say again

I wish I was old
Then maybe I’d know how to feel
When out at sea

I wish I was whole
But there’s just a stone where a beating
Heart should be

Chasing my tail again
A circle with no end
Before or after this
I’ll look for what I missed