I run in such different strides now
i write in these different hands now

Lay your thread between the trees
Let it help you remember me
Everywhere I came and went
All of the words I tried to send

Tell me your name in the most simple of ways
Give me your hands, let them come let them stay
A leader is nothing but a face to look through
But I will forgive even the ground under you

The life and death of the tallest trees
The forming of the deepest seas
The writing on the palms of my hands
The slipping of the grains of sand

where will you run and what will you write
aren't you running and hiding just in spite
of me

© ASCAP Karli Fairbanks Music