Tonight of all nights, the thought came back
The thought of possible grief, possible loss, possible regret
Emotions not to be felt by me, but for me.
Tonight of all nights, the thought came back
The thought of concern, heartbreak and hurt
How would I go?
The thoughts of seeing the world from beyond
Would I stick around to watch every heavy emotion unfold?
Would I start over immediately?
A life with completely different outcomes
Different situations that require different answers
Different sets of people that require a different version of me
Tonight of all nights, the thought came back
The thought that was supported by the heaviest of emotions
Carrying the utmost weight on the soul
The thought that was fought to be buried
Tucked away in the back of the mind
Muted by the guilt of an Irish goodbye
Tonight of all nights, the thought came back
Welcomed with roses and champagne
Welcomed with cheers and applauds
As if the thought that was pushed so far to the edge
Is the thought that everyone wanted saved after all
Sighs of relief and tightest of hugs
Tonight of all nights, the thought came back