wayfarer

Show me how to move on Stubborn hands won't let go Willow trees Brittle leaves Wallowing away in Wallowing away in the lack of Still I cannot move on Tired feet can't walk from Empty house Paper mache roofs Drenched through At least I found some company in the rain clouds It has been too long You should know Lost track of time and now I'm gone It has been too long I should know Lost track of time and now you're gone Rigor mortis Set in long ago Smoke in my lungs won't Exhale deeply Exhale at least