Fade And Then Return — William Fitzsimmons

I've been locked out For twenty years or so What is this age on me now If memory serves Then I should recognize This staring glass

My legs so frail Like I haven't stood in years This gait so wrong I crawl towards you Familiar I would swear Though name escapes me now

Fade and then return

Like baby's breath I'm holding on to air My lungs a thief Should I know you A stranger though you seem You feel like home

Fade and then return What covers over you