It's not what's happened
It's not the tempest that was you
And you and you and you
With all your names
And all your faces
And it's not what's gone
All the love and the wishes
All the stars on clear cold nights
All the empty outlines
And their traces
It's just that
You're not enough
To be enough for me
It's just that
The trap is too big
For me to ever be free
Or feel free
So feel free
Free to climb a tree
Free to leave me
Feel free to feel free
Because you're not free
And you'll never be free
Even if you feel yourself to be
Just like me
You're just like me
It's not the weave
It's not the thread
It's not the needle
Nor the design
You can't play
You can't pause
Fast-forward
You can't remind
Me of anything
The smell of those flowers
Are not here
In these
And I'm not getting down anymore
On one or two or three of my knees
Things are looking up again
But the rain keeps coming down
In my quiet eye
In the way you lie there
Unmoved and unmoving
In the way that cancer
Grows in your throat
Pressing against
Your feeding tube
There's nothing to win anymore
Yet there's so much to lose
So feel free
Free to climb a tree
Free to leave me
Feel free to feel free
Because you're not free
And you'll never be free
Even if you feel yourself to be
Just like me
You're just like me
The nighttime comes
The nighttime comes
The nighttime comes
And comes
And comes
So feel free
Feel free