I Am Handed Roses

Seeking light
A fragile thing
I’m like a plant or a tree
You didn’t know me
You didn’t show me anything
The way I wore that ring
Like it was a part of me
A glistening of everything
Or a piece of gold
Invisible I’m told
Invisible I’m told
The things that I now hold
That I will never speak
We were so young, I didn’t know that it was possible
To break the light inside yourself
And carry on in that dark house
Don’t take the light upon yourself
And carry on in that dark house
The way light shined us then
I think about it now and then
The way the night fell on us next
I am handed roses overgrown
I am handed roses overgrown
I am handed roses overgrown
I am handed roses overgrown
I am handed roses overgrown
I am handed roses overgrown