Long overdue it may seem,
But it feels like it's gonna make it.
Wanted to write though light's dim,
It's still gonna fit.
I should've known more,
Than to read what musn't be read.
Maybe I was just for those who bore,
I see to it they are fed.
But what I really wanna say,
Is how the wind kissed me back.
While a visit I made to pay,
Invited me to the familiar track.
One thing I have to admit,
What was blurred was now crystal.
Not how you, them or I treat,
Closer and starving, the cold water was too good for it.