Friday, February 17


I left you out inside my heart
How easily this could be the start
And rip my life apart

Like a bowerbird collecting blue
See me gather words to let you know
"It's hard to let this go"

But I'm making up my mind
I'll forget you in time

You still make me cry
Like a song of the east
That loses its centre, but always finds its way back home
Oh how this bird has flown

So I'm making up my mind
Gonna rescue myself tonight
Yeah I'm making up my mind
I'll forget you in time

I am leaving you
You are leaving me
We've sung our song
And we chose to roll on
Although this love never fades, it's time
To forget the road we never traveled along

Sunday, February 12

Coming to terms.