the wings that grew on my shoulders
were yours once.
and now that I’m older
I know pain returns in waves, not in tides,
you rarely expect it
but it consumes all your life

but your nerves and your bones
never forget their cries.
and your phantom pain calls you
to make me the one you despise.

but there are moments of glory
in both of our eyes
in those we are great
undefeated through times

they‘ll have to last longer
to still the hunger
long enough for both of us to fly
to the other side and to land

And for once I‘m seeing the signs
the light and the echos
that called me all along
just wait for me now
soon I‘ll be home

I‘ll take everyone with me
who‘s ever been kind
all the stolen feathers I hold
I‘ll blow into the wind
and know they‘ll arrive
back at their beginnings
back at the tides
that took the forgiveness
and swallowed the light

but new waters started running
and now it‘s alright