You were a thread in my hand… Now I see the pattern was never mine. You moved like a shadow Inside my light Spoke in echoes Of my fight I thought I shaped you Like stone to flame But you were always Your own name I taught you the dance But not the song Now you sing And I don’t belong FROM MY THREAD YOU WALK A PATH I CANNOT TREAD I HELD YOU CLOSE, THEN HELD YOU FAR NOW I JUST WATCH — WHO YOU ARE Your silence speaks In brighter tones You left, but somehow You’re more known I tried to guard What had no chains A sacred fire That won’t remain Your orbit shifts But does not fall I feel the space Where we were all AND STILL DIVINE YOU CUT THE CORD, BUT NOT THE LINE THE PIECES HELD INSIDE YOUR BREATH ARE NOT MY LIFE — BUT SHAPE MY DEATH I taught you the dance But not the song Now you sing And I don’t belong UNWOVEN — YET STILL BOUND I WHISPER LOUD — BUT MAKE NO SOUND I SET YOU FREE TO FIND YOUR SKY AND BECOME THE STAR THAT LEFT MY EYE
