Widow In The Sunlight
Fiddlehead
Wake up with pillows
Try work. Drive home
May everything you lose come to find you
In sunlight, moonlight, this life, next life
In the dark night, when the long life
Comes to grip tight, may it all fid you
A love that was blind and love without time
May it all find you
In sunlight, moonlight, this life, next life