Ray Lamontagne – I Still Care For You 0

hear me out
day follows day
light turns to clay in my hands

how to explain,
so pristine the pain
it was kindness made the cut so clean

I still care for you

Hear me out
you wanted to me to be
less your love than a mirror

can't you see
what you mean to me?
(even promises may bleed)

I still care for you

The hours grow
heavy,
and hollow,
and cruel as a grave

open
me
you'll find
only bones burned to glass.

I still care for you