Old Lessons from Exit Light by Raveloe

it’s a digital funeral
and the ceremony has departed from me
I see your blue silk scarf on the chair
I go outside and feel you everywhere
I called you were there

sometimes the surface cloaks the motion
in the arms of chance and what is chosen
is it the same wind blowing past
a love built to last, built to last
seek the name gone unspoken
coursing over you

on the edge of your bed
the skylines shifted gold kisses red
though I’m met with unfamilar scenes
it feels like fragments of forgotten dreams
now I watch like the crow collecting
old lessons that glisten as new
can I watch the moment that’s passing
without being divided in two
and if I set myself at this table
will I be devoured by you

sometimes the surface cloaks the motion
in the arms of chance and what is chosen
is it the same wind blowing past
a love built to last, built to last
seek the name gone unspoken
coursing over you

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