Patti and Robert

Patti wasn’t noticing, she noticed and she fell. She watched mountains rise
from poetry. She did not climb Chanelle. Knelt down when she recognized her
kiss could not be earned. And that knowledge brought her kindness and humility
to learn
I feel the beauty that you bring and it, it stirs my heart, it makes me sing.
I sing a song that’s always been, always been, always been
Robert was a universe, complete and incomplete. He wore Saturn’s rings and
cosmic things, vibrant as the stream. Photographs formed in his mind before the
camera clicked. He gave life to those around him, even though he got so sick
I hear the story that you tell and it, it gives me strength, it makes me well.
It lets me know we’ve always been, always been. Always been. Always been, been,
been, been, been
Oh baby, let go of your pain. Come on, give it all to me.
Leaning off the window ledge she sways and shuts her eyes, dreaming of the last
words Robert said before he died. Tell our story Patti, you’re the only one who
can. She steps out into his emptiness by picking up the pen
Ours is a love that will not break, it just goes out like ripples on a lake.
What’s set in motion has no end, what has no end has always been. Always been.
Always been. Always been. Always been
Oh baby, let go of your pain. Come on, give it all to me.