"I Wish"

Sitting outside in a stew of my sweat
It’s a comfort more appealing than the fume of my regret
Still, I’ll let it linger so I will never forget
The way that I felt
When my name
You let slip

Now falling I am
Through the clouds of your hands
And sorrows suppressed
Dull the tongue behind lips
You’re a friend forgotten
But I couldn’t let slip

Cause I stand comforted by the breeze of the past
And the dew on my skin
Makes me feel born again

Setting aside potential
And the love that I felt
For the stranger you once were
And now will remain

The feeling of being
Trapped inside a name

graham watts