Images of Mine

At last, let them forth

these images of mine

of things I've lost and things I've found

to each one I'm completely bound, I fear

I keep them safe away from here

to be my phony shield and spear

At last, let them forth

these images of mine

of thoughts I had of thoughts I had

I'm pretty sure they're still around, I deem

They spoke politics and schemes

They kept me busy and quiet it seems

And though I care, I'm aware

I can't hold on to the air

But they still can remain

as former images of mine

At last, let them forth

these images of mine

of people come and people gone

for all I have to carry on, I feel

They hold me hostage in a dream

of different me's that I have been

And though I care, I'm aware

I can't hold on to the air

But they still can remain

as former images of mine