Before I Go

All the sounds I've made don't matter
The burden of doing something better
All this time I trusted in my tethers
But I want to make something that matters

You don't have to listen to me
But I hope you love what you hear
I hope it makes you cry
Or wrecks your soul
Brings you joy
Or makes you whole

While I huddle behind my grief
A tree trunk I will never meet
We give the gift of ground to others
To make something that really matters



Credits
Writer(s): Zanne Hanna
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