"Hope is all I have!" he called
out over his shoulder to no one at all.
Lost in the wind went the word,
never heard by the one.
Over, over and on.
Over and on,
She waited.
He sang to the silence at night.
An answer would never come
(He hoped for… longed)
till caught on the wind came the word
A whisper, the willful:
"Come home."
Over and gone,
She waited.
He would travel far to find her,
Finally she breathed her answer…
Over and gone.
A promise kept is all that's left.
Nothing changes.
Over and on,
over and gone, she…
over and on
over and gone…
He sang his own funeral pyre,
eyes lost in the last breath of fire.
Caught in spider-web family ties,
lost in dreams of a child with her eyes.
Over and gone,
She waited.
He would travel far to find her,
Finally she breathed her answer…
Come to me, my softest memory.
My sweetest mistake.
Eyes open… please wait…
Don't fade…
Wait for me.
A promise kept is all that's left,
so by the window she waits,
singing.