i know that
i should be able to walk away from
how beautiful you look in the fire light
illuminating your shattered eyes
i know that your fragmented soul will heal
and we will no longer have to sit in this backyard
analyzing the idiosyncrasies of life
i know
that the wind will probably never blow
quite the same way it is tonight
and the sunset is a little less beautiful when
you're not around
i know that
you are too far away right now to hear me speak
though i still hear you singing from three feet away
with your new acoustic guitar and
i know that you didn't write this song for me
or any song at all
so i toss my old dreams to the side
blow a kiss into the fire and walk away knowing
that this is probably the last night
the wind will taste like you.

(2002)