Sixty Years Later

When the dust has settled
and the cobwebs have obscured
all but the last shred of my patience
I was calm throughout it all
I thought maybe things
were going to get better

But then sixty years later
Will you finally appear
Sixty years later
Are you enslaved by your fear?
Sixty years later
Did you just lose track of time?

The plans I made were my undoing
but you were the only consequence
Neglected before we even had a chance
I was serene throughout it all
I prepared for you arrival
but I didn’t prepare for your absence

But then sixty years later
Will you finally appear
Sixty years later
Are you enslaved by your fear?
Sixty years later
Did you just lose track of time?

Frustration is only the beginning
but it fades into disillusionment
I guess all things have to pass
Because no one ever comes back
when they have said their farewells
You wouldn’t be the same person anyway


The End

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