Wednesday, February 11, 2004
to my lost friends. you never gave me the chance
to say goodbye before you left this lonely planet.
“what ravages of spirit
conjured this temptuous rage
created you a monster
broken by the rules of love
and fate has led you through it
you do what you have to do…
every moment marked
with apparitions of your soul
i'm ever swiftly moving
trying to escape this desire
the yearning to be near you
i do what i have to do
a glowing ember
burning hot, burning slow
deep within i'm shaken by the violence
of existing for only you
i know i can't be with you
i do what i have to do
and i have the sense to recognize that
i don't know how to let you go”
-sarah mclachlan
