“Learn to light a candle in the darkest moments of someone’s life. Be the light that helps others see; it is what gives life its deepest significance.” – Roy T. Bennet

Gardens

Wilted flower, send me home

I’ve nobody to call my own

It’s just you and me

Looking for a home

I remember when our lives were good

We’d look around from where we stood

We liked the world, at a distance

So, where’d you go, my innocence?

My mind’s in darker places, now

I’m walking out of habit

And I don’t know where I go

I’m picking up a broken pot

Dying plants are what we are

Oh, you can be replanted

But where’s my garden, still?

Picture me, wandering through

Without a thought on what to do

I left my windowpane

And I’m too short to reach it

So where’d you go, my innocence?

My mind’s in darker places, now

I’m walking out of habit

And I don’t know where I go

There’s a road that leads to somewhere

A path that starts, but never ends

It’s waiting, waiting for me

I’ll take that road, that leads to somewhere

I’ll find myself, and when I get there

I’ll plant me and sleep

My mind’s in darker places, now

I’m walking out of habit

And I don’t know where I go

 

 

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