What Remains

I shrugged off my lonely rage and leapt for the edge With my bow in my hand, I shot my arrows from the quiver I hit my target that I’ve never hit before I drew blood, never seen before Just as I leaned in to lift your beautiful hand I saw the ring on your finger

What remains of what I imagined for you and me I leapt for the edge into the abyss So strong the want in me of you So tender the love I felt for you What remains of this day I met you

Up and down and all around I went Little did I know there was much more left to this day Sun near its night, I felt my mortal death approach Alone in what remains of this night What remains with what I imagined

What remains as I take it all in Hmm, Whoa, Hmm, Whoa What remains at the contempt of my reflection I watched where I stepped Leapt where I looked What remains of me in the green of your eyes

I dream of what remains I lift your beautiful hand and kiss it goodnight I bid you farewell once my wife While I’m still alive I seek what remains No more blood shed from the man in me

What remains in my moonlight Once a shadow of my heart What remains in the awakening of my life