Dove.

Dove, make your escape. If it were love that were
here it would be no mistake. I've just suffered
a blow, reminded of all that was good that I had,
I let go.

For some, the hardest things learned are moving
on while still holding on to the burns. The marks
that don't go away, not until hope comes will you
recognize you're displaced. The heart will begin to
grow, but not until you learn to let go.

Eyes I saw through the night, I was so battered
with years with some closure in sight. Kill all
that's inside, I hear the arms wrapped around
don't find struggle in sight, I know just as well
as you it's totally right.

For some, the hardest things learned are moving
on while still holding on to the burns. The marks
that don't go away, not until hope comes will you
recognize you're displaced. The heart will begin to
grow, but not until you learn to let go.

Cripple me with a lack of sleep and your silence
treats me like slaves for the trade. Pictures
burning the hearts are turning away I yearn to
forget what I've done.
Leave me all that is breathing of a past embodied
by one gentle soul. Life is better today even so
that one was so good for a time, but it's time
to let go.