Cream colored ashes
The day passes
We say goodbye once again
Knowing sure collapses
And knowing that flashes
I forget and learn again
I know you are trying to be a friend
I know you are trying to be a friend
I hear you
Knowing what to say isn’t easy
Words feel like treacherous footing
Slippery rocks
But believe me
Saying anything might be crucial
Stepping stones still hold together intervals
Time acquired language
It translated quiet things
After the fact
Into something louder
Notes in the calendar
Now appear some sacred map
To time itself and what was planned ahead
To time, what I could have said
Maria, I might never know what I’d tell you
Is it that questions mean more than their answers could?
Let me tell you
The beach isn’t empty tonight
The living are shooting the breeze in the moonlight
Saying something isn’t easy
Say something to me
Saying something isn’t easy
Say something to me