Abigail

I can tell There's something that you want to say It's coming out in the glances we make From underneath the midnight's veil Abigail Take your pick To be loved or to be free There's no one around You can speak it to me Unless your voice has failed Abigail Who were you hoping to find With your samsara charms Wrapped up in the time We stole before the morning sailed Abigail Abigail But you got a canvas that's prepped for the filling And I got some pages to blacken, God willing & that's the way it's gotta stay It's coming out with or without our say & there's only us to tell the tale Abigail Abigail