I awoke to the morning light
The sun came like a thief—stealing shadows that consumed my eyes
So I lay awake staring aimlessly
Into the fibers of my ceiling for a sign, but there wasn’t anything
But still I stared until my eyes began to close
And the floaters swam right past me in the darkness of my catacombs
But when I opened them expecting not to move
But everything was gone along with everything I had of you
All that remained was a feather on the ground
Right beside the open window pane—the shutters gone and leading out
And there I knew that we were born to fly away
We’re riding on these everlasting, ever-present winds of change
But my little bird I only wish you the best
In your search for something better, for something that you lost, that you regret
I guess that time is always coming at the worst
But just promise me you’ll sing, and you will always be my little bird
I’ve been waiting
For this silence to come and take me
But your song
That you’re singing
Keeps me grounded
Keeps me from leaving
I’ve been gone

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