Close your eyes
Listen to the whispers of the past
Reach for it
Let it take you
Consume you
Caress your pain
Let it love you
Open your arms
Keep it handy
Keep it warm
Don't let others
Stop you and deny you
Love it deeply
Don't let them make you
Seal that darkest room
At the back of your memory
Because you know
Wearing that new sleeve
And donning that new hairdo
Never really killed your grieve
Your past is what makes you
