Meadow Song - S. Carey

Every I time I see the west

A hole fills up inside my chest

The meadow where I left you there

Has washed away in winter’s gray

Every time I see your face

It washes all the skin away

And hold you fast, embody me

You left me with the holes you see

You can stay, you can stay

I wandered off but found the way

And all these cliffs surrounding me

The holes are patched, in thanks in part to you