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  • Left with images of you pouring from my eyes:
    You young, you here, day dawning, eyes wide.
    Just images, images
    All that’s left
    All that I can find
    Like water
    From a cactus
    In the desert of my mind.
    Little to big: o’ brother, you leave me like blood from my veins.
    Big to little: o’ brother, you leave me like blood from my veins.
    In a room that holds you
    Like a guilt-ridden paralyzing cell:
    No calls
    No mail
    No visitors for you when you’re in hell
    Forced hellos
    Rushed goodbye’s
    And best wishes for you in the meantime
    My face seen as often as god’s
    Can let guilt have its way of owning you
    Like a dog.
    May to march
    March to may
    The days fall with the promises I make
    Like water
    From a faucet
    Into the sink of your faith
    Little to big: o’ brother, you leave me like blood from my veins.
    Big to little: o’ brother, you leave me like blood from my veins.
    We always seem to fall with only words to hold
    We always seem to fall with only photos to hold
    We always seem to fall with only memories to hold
    We always seem to fall without family to hold.
  • Left with images of you pouring from my eyes:
    You young, you here, day dawning, eyes wide.
    Just images, images
    All that’s left
    All that I can find
    Like water
    From a cactus
    In the desert of my mind.
    Little to big: o’ brother, you leave me like blood from my veins.
    Big to little: o’ brother, you leave me like blood from my veins.
    In a room that holds you
    Like a guilt-ridden paralyzing cell:
    No calls
    No mail
    No visitors for you when you’re in hell
    Forced hellos
    Rushed goodbye’s
    And best wishes for you in the meantime
    My face seen as often as god’s
    Can let guilt have its way of owning you
    Like a dog.
    May to march
    March to may
    The days fall with the promises I make
    Like water
    From a faucet
    Into the sink of your faith
    Little to big: o’ brother, you leave me like blood from my veins.
    Big to little: o’ brother, you leave me like blood from my veins.
    We always seem to fall with only words to hold
    We always seem to fall with only photos to hold
    We always seem to fall with only memories to hold
    We always seem to fall without family to hold.