Postcard from Polignano

Finally out of my own way But the space that's left fills with grey If this is the path that we choose I fear all that we'll lose   If I think hard enough I can still hear her say We'll make it work We'll find a way But feelings can change and I chose what's right for us On that day   But up on my wall there's still Sun in her face and Sand in her toes Sea at the back while the Winds whip her clothes I'm holding on tight to all that I've known While another world calls out in a Postcard from Polignano   So let's not waste any more time Or waste energy to try and find Answers to questions unkept They're all well over our heads   If I think hard enough Will I still hear her say We'll make it work We'll find a way But feelings all changed and I chose what's right for us On that final day   But up on my wall there's still Drinks at the beach With the sun sitting low Feeling the weight of the World in her woes I see in her eyes That she already knows Wants to be back At the places we'd go I'm trying so hard to forget what I've known While another world calls out in a Postcard from Polignano   So I'll change my ways In this rollercoaster world, all over the place Trust me that soon we will see a change Apart from each other but both up and on to better days   But held in my hand there's still Waves of her thoughts hitting Rocks on the coast My hand flicks at steel and says Time to let go, the Spark catches on, and Tugs at the note An X and an O And a glimmer of hope, but there's Ash in the sky Flames on her coat, they Jump to her hair And whip at the coast They burn away at the message she wrote As flames tear apart a Postcard from Polignano