you waited
you waited
you waited for words
but words never came
you watched the horizon
far away, a barking dog
the creak of a weathervane
and dusk
you waited for word
but word never came
Oh forsaken one!
all the letters I sent to you
were written on feathers
and stained by the salt of the sea
all the letters I meant for you
were lost
in a fiery sunset
over san francisco bay
but I wear a lock of your hair
next to my heart
well
I wear a lock of your raven hair
next to the place
where a heart would be
