2/6/12

PLEASE SPEAK WELL OF ME

i've been away
a year and a day
you recognize love, after the fact
you did what you did
that was that

don't say words that you don't mean
when i'm gone, please speak well of me

looking back now, i only wish i had been kinder
did i ever know love?
did i ever know love?
and could i have been blinder?

don't hold back all your love
for someday 
for someday...

i would say that i'm sorry, if would do any good
but to never regret
means you have to forget
and i don't think that i could

don't say words that you don't mean
when i'm gone
when i'm gone
when i'm gone
please speak well of me


a year ago yesterday i moved back home. 
i feel the same, but also different.
the time could not have gone faster... but also so. very. slow.

tomorrow, i move to toronto and a new story awaits.
i don't know if i'm ready... 
but i'm going to try.