My breath is your breath, my eyes are yours
What flows in my veins is the blood that you’ve shed
Is the blood that’s been giving
All alive, and all dead
So I’ve written this message, sent envelopes to the sky
To the crows and dark ribbons that tie up every cloud
Every shroud of divine. Let it be that your pain be rewritten
And be passed on to me. And the love that is mine let it pass
Unto you. Let it fly like a kite to the deep blue asunder.
Let it wander away till you’re back to the light, till the day
When you’ll rise on your own
When you are home.