Took the history
and put it inside a box full of your
prized possessions
treasured the seconds
that it took you to walk to the door
one last time
a familiar landscape
is gathered round you
on each side as you leave
Its a picture of farewell
the wind it pushes
the pavement cushions your every step
to someone else
we set out in search of a sign
we set out in search of an explanation
all this stillness
and all this steadiness
has left you here alone
its cure in every sense
of the words that
you don't speak so much anymore
anymore
we set out in search of a sign
we set out in search of an explanation
we set out in search of a sign
we set out in search of an explanation

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