Franciscus

So how are you?
My dearest friend
I’ve been wondering where we are
And I wonder where we’ve been
Thinking back to those late-night talks
That would blend in with the sound
Of our record player

Fields have grown tall
Around Franciscus

We drank
We spilt
Our youth
We tried
To come up with the words
To soothe our spirits
Our intent to feel
Our intent to shape
The way to lead our lives
By our own standard

Fields have grown tall
Around Franciscus

We walked in schools and darkness
Trying to see straight

Fill me in on your current state
Are you still playing hide and seek
On a cold, barren platform?
Are you setting sail
Or have you found
Your way to a place unknown?

We walked in schools and darkness
To see straight
We learned from books that blind us
We spoke of sounds that stir us
My friend

Let's make sure we
Keep in touch

Fields have grown tall
Around Franciscus