Will You Come Visit Me?

If I go tomorrow Will you come visit me? Pack up your sorrows I’m taking them all with me The skin-deep and marrow And the ones that’ll follow me When the cradle narrows A fleeing desire hugs me I see no border between Dying and living free And it all seems so strange And I think you’d do the same ‘Cause it’s so jarring to feel My hands miss the wheel So, I’m leaving to heal What change can reveal Goodbye to the gallows That never killed me The tunnels I’ve burrowed In the shame-dyed dirt of my being The quicksand and shallow To withstand this love’s beams When the cradle narrows The fleeing desire hugs me And I see no border between Dying and living free And it all seems so strange And I think you’d do the same Cause it’s so jarring to feel My hands miss the wheel I’m leaving to heal What change can reveal If I go tomorrow Will you come visit me? Pack up your sorrows I’m taking them all with me