That of tomorrow gone
Aware you may be that I am gone
You write towards me as if I am here
Controlling my image to seem clear
No need to realize it is not what I want.
Awake with meaning, but I wasn't there
Yes I had loved you, but without a thought
Come to my drivel, inside that spot
There is a desire for it to disappear
Aside from designs that plagued us both
I am now the one who followed through to the coast
All in all and all its worth
I give to you what I should of perched
Signs that do not matter anymore
Clothes that no longer wrap inside my breast
Traveling hands split my weary scorn
Parts of me to you should attest
Saying that you said to me what I said to you
Saying that I had a saying say in our steads
Give along ways to spread my truth
Give what I couldn't, and take for all its worth