The Hill

Am I going there tonight?

Will I let that part of me be searched?

I dig my fingers into the earth

As I wait for twilight to give birth

The sky succumbs to night

And I remember all those little things you said which

Still provide me with a little bit of light

Don't let things stay in their place.

Let go.

Let them go.

Don't be afraid to be alone.

Don't be afraid to really think.

I know you've been keeping secrets from yourself.

Let them fall around you, just so.