Not Yet

I know what you're going to tell me I know what the signal says I know the shape of what is coming I know the year, I know the weight But I am standing in the present And the present is still whole And I am saying not yet Not yet Not yet Not yet, not yet, not yet Let me hold the beautiful things that are left Not yet, not yet, not yet Let me love without the grief already in my chest I know it's coming — I know I can't stop it I know the signal has the date But it hasn't happened yet It hasn't happened yet Not yet Not yet There are flowers in the window of the bakery on Third There are children in the park whose laughter I have heard For two years I have walked this city knowing what it doesn't know And I am asking for one more day of ordinary beautiful before I go Not yet, not yet, not yet Let me hold the beautiful things that are left Not yet, not yet, not yet Let me love without the grief already in my chest I know it's coming — I know I can't stop it I know the signal has the date But it hasn't happened yet It hasn't happened yet Not yet Not yet I think I've been mourning For so long That I forgot how to live in the living I think I've been carrying For so long That I forgot how to put the weight down Just for a moment Just for an ordinary afternoon Not yet — not yet — please Not yet Not yet Not yet I know Not yet But not yet Not yet