We made a pact not to kill ourselves
And the letters I have hold me well
Love yourself and others will soon come
If you died I'd be so gone
Like a sun without a dawn
Everything would rush back memories
You could hold the Earthly stone
I learned you were flesh and bone
You know you are never alone
You were naked as a girl
A whisper in a lonely world
Soft as skies and wide as desperate eyes
I dreamt we were back together
It was torture to wake up
Rising to the feeling of being shot
Wedding bells rang through the park
I stood there with my old man
Gazing to the Shuswaps old command
"All those vows seem meaningless
And I feel my guts in knots"
He clasped my back and said
"You're all I've got"
In silence we could speak the world
And often we would walk the lands
My eyes thirst for those hills again
And this feeling comes and goes
Like shadows of my first few friends
Each beginning comes from a harder end
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