Souvenirs

"I once gave pieces from a shattered heart that kept falling Until it fell apart into tokens Souvenirs I bid you farewell with Imagining they were yours In their place grew bombs like a pressure mine Like a filter built into the rind 'Cause after all no one has ventured beyond And what's beyond belongs to only one He's waiting patiently inside the rind to see what he'll find Like a stubborn little baby boy, At times it seems as if he's got me by the hand Pulling me along more sure than I am So determined, so sure what he will find And we're running like children I'm trying to keep up, don't let go Like children Like children Our footsteps begin to draw away, Like pulling to and from ourselves as we evolve We warp and swell and bend I want to recoil Like children Where'd you go? Where are you? Endless prints in the dust Come back Stay Wait up and walk with me a ways Farewell for now "