Solitude

You never liked to get The letters that I sent But now you've got the gist Of what my letters meant You're reading them again The ones you didn't burn You press them to your lips My pages of concern I said there'd been a flood I said there's nothing left I hoped that you would come I gave you my address Your story was so long The plot was so intense It took you years to cross The lines of self-defense The wounded forms appear The loss, the full extent And simple kindness here The solitude of strength I said there'd been a flood I said there's nothing left I hoped that you would come I gave you my address You walk into my room You stand there at my desk Begin your letter to The one who's coming next You never liked to get The letters that I sent But now you've got the gist Of what my letters meant You're reading them again The ones you didn't burn You press them to your lips My pages of concern I said there'd been a flood I said there's nothing left I hoped that you would come I gave you my address Your story was so long The plot was so intense Took you years to cross The lines of self-defense The wounded forms appear The loss, the full extent And simple kindness here The solitude of strength