I wore white the first day of winter
and stuck a needle in my eye
just to remove a splinter
Broken buttons on my shirt
I cried until it hurt
Yellow stains, but no complaints
I’m learning how this works
If you can work it in, I’ll work it out
We’ll set aside some time
apparently it’s a commodity
that is not yours or mine – I’ll be fine
and I’m thankful that you asked
I wish we could resurrect the bridges
We’ve burnt down in the past
Soon the pond will be frozen
Everything is heading south
But I’ll be damned if that ever was
What this love is all about
We’ve been waiting out the seasons
When there’s no soaking in the sun
and I’ll be here through piss and tears
holding your hand till kingdom come
This is for my friends
And that is for my love
and its all somehow for
the aching from above
You’ve bound all men over
to have mercy on us all
My heart is stirred and vision’s blurred
I’m waiting for the thaw
restless unless I’m resting in your hands
Oh have mercy on us all
~wwb
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