come sarah take my hand and let your song
ease for a moment from my mind the ache
for hagar and ishmael who dwell heavily
upon the thoughts of this fading man
your voice is still like honey to my ears
after all the years where you have grown into my face
like an identical twin exiled from my embrace
but who still finishes my sentences with the correct words

come sarah take my hand and let your song
bring forth the memories of when i was young and inhabited
the world of reckless immortality which is the grace
that youth does not know is its true strength

each morning i awaken to wonder why my sleep was troubled
while i know full well that it is the vision of their faces
which sits me bolt upright in bed at night with a sweat
that stares long into the weary hours of the darkness

each day i move through my steps now so familiar
i no longer need to contemplate the chores of my days
or the actions of those around me as we walk the paths
we have perhaps trod once too often to pay heed to their existence

each night returns the same and sometimes i wonder
if even the promises i have seen fulfilled are enough to justify a belief
there is a reason for me to continue onto a tomorrow
where i am distracted by the lack of dreams that remain within my grasp

(beside my bed lays the knife whose gleam holds the memories
of that fateful day where i made the choice and one lived
while the other was exiled to the desert of my affections
for i stayed with you though i still wonder what became of her

the blade placed against my wrist tastes cool to the skin
and tempts me with a sleep where i know conscience would not wake me
but i return it to the stand for the desire to live has not yet left my breath
because in the end sometimes legends are not heroes enough
to know when it is time to walk away)

come sarah take my hand and let your song
ease for a moment from my mind the longings
for you who are a part of the little that remains
from my days of glory because i know in my heart
you are more kind than i ever deserved to find

kiss me once again like it is the first time
and we have never walked before down this road

along the plains of abraham