Requests - John K. Samson
I want you to know what I forgive you for
Now that you're all ashes anyway
Every step into the river pushes you further away
I want you to hear the farm apologize
For letting you believe you could return
I want you to dream in all the languages we couldn't learn
I want you to write my name under your name
With the year I was born and you began to disappear
I want you to watch the generations sprawl
Constellations in a northern sky
I want every satellite to circle you when you arrive
I want every highway sign to remember we were here
I want you to take your time to disappear
I want you to know what I forgive you for
Now that you're all ashes anyway
