Do you know how long ago it was?

The woman asked of me

I said, “I’m not sure…”, as the shame filled up behind my eyes to the edge of it’s bitter sting

She said, “Here’s the plot and here’s the stone”

And she handed me a card

I walked away and back through the door towards the reckoning of my heart

Through a sea of stone I waded to find a memory unwanted

I wasn’t sure what I’d find there

I only hoped that I might hear your voice whispering, “I’m sorry”

I remember from the armchair of the living room you bellowed your decree

The final act of a dying man letting go of what couldn’t be

Feeble angry words filled the room from wall to wall

It was the last time I’d hear your voice in my memory at all

You must have wanted to command time with fleeting moments leaving you behind

Staring down fate in your crosshairs

Forgetting in fact it was I there…wounded

But you never saw me

Now I can’t find you here

It’s just a plot and stone

But even though you’d gone away

You couldn’t leave me alone

I can’t find you here

I left you on your throne

And the scattered memories I have left don’t even have a home anymore

So I came in search of answers to the questions that went unheard

Loud were the words that you once gave

But louder the silence that soon came so strong

Now I need to hear you...

But I can’t find you here

It’s just a plot and stone

But even though you’d gone away

You couldn’t leave me alone

I can’t find you here

I left you on your throne

And the scattered memories I have left don’t even have a home anymore

I can’t find you here

It’s just a plot and stone

But even though you’d gone away

You couldn’t leave me alone

I can’t find you here

I left you on your throne

And the scattered memories I have left don’t even have a home anymore