I remember back when we were close like the hands of a prayer but now when I conjure up thoughts of you are but ghosts that haunt my soul.

Sometimes two can be broken as easily as one but don’t you know dear a threefold cord can not easily be broken again.

Every flight begins with a fall, so says the crow and every love begins with a risk, so say we all.

And as the crow flies I will find my way back to you.