The broken arrow welded itself
Back together with my steel
Lord knows how I feel
And now I know not how to smile
Because time has stolen it for a long while
And my face moves in that way no more
I’m acquainted with the cold cheek on the floor
That cools the flush against the tiles
You know I lay there for a while
Until the heat had burned out
And I knew that I could do without
The marching that your time gave
And my willingness to always save
Things that are better left lost and gone
I said I’d be a while but I was wrong