No matter where I am
I’m ready to leave
As soon as I do
I begin to grieve
Is there no place for me
To draw from contentment?
Is there no time signature
That will allow accompaniment?
It’s best to be a shooting star
Leave them begging for more
Make them wonder why you leave
But their questions you should ignore
Yes this is how it is
Lockets of time to be collected
Wait until the chain calls
Then bring another to be connected
I can do nothing but come and go
This is how it must be
In the leaving is the seed
For the next flower you will see
In the absence
The rain will fall
Tears that sow
My hearts knowing call
This is the way of life
And longing is our secret
For we will rush together
Before the next beautiful regret