The Last by Heather Clark

Do You See? by Heather Clark

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The Last
by Heather Clark

Album: Do You See?

Oh how I ran with chained feet
Morose were days whose eyes fell late with joy
And bent like the willows by early spring
My spine was weak and narrow from everything

I dug with haste to make my stubborn chains
To barricade my heart from you again
She cast her spell like seed on an open field
In hope a harvest late in life would yield

Then I let go with eyes closed
and fall I did into a complex web
She held me here and I learned to trust
and told me I could walk on the other side

I trampled the strong the shoots of spring in vain
Cause hurdle death they did and grow again
They grew like vines to towers where I climbed my best
To reach the first the now to reach the last