Written. 27.December.2002

The Let It Be

I moved like David tonight
Didn't notice it till just after
And I wondered why I wasn't angrier.
A Painting went for a million and one
But the portrait he seared into my soul was priceless.

All those trials and tribulations
Lessons that altered the very way my brain worked
Skewed my reality until all I saw was youo-
And what you wanted me to.
I still can't extricate myself.

How did I lose myself in you?
Why have I never found what I lost?
What power do you still hold over me?

And if I never learn to live without you?

Then let it be.