A dream left - now comes back
If it was true, then it never died
I was only 16 and I was on the brink
I could faintly feel - I had dreams!
Of boys and girls and going places
and running wild and free
Was it real? was it make-believe?
It was, it wasn't - get used to it

She's resurfacing, her old shape
with a cleansed core
I am re-born
but it does not feel any worn
Eternal and old

And mom and me ate Chinese that night
And I got ***** thinking about you and I
And the sweet ghost of *** hovered around
and I wasn't distraught!
I wear warm sweaters because I feel cold
Can you help me take it off?

Bitter honey - and ham and cheese
Was I cognizant then? Of everything?
Still in the dark - still a ****** dressed in black
But a dim light, a dim hope that now catches back
Half-mourning, half-awake, half-alive
Everything comes back in time, waits for the time
to be ripe