will you come? and what will I say? "oh...I have been so distant... and unhappy" (likeIi could disappear). when I was a boy, I saw things that no one else could see. so why am I so blind at 22, to the hope that is all around me filling up this room. on the road. on my own. waiting for the words to fall from your tongue, into my ears. when I was a boy, I could hear symphonies in seashells. so why am I so deaf at 22, to the sound of the driving snow that drives me home to you.