Original Song by Allison Lofton
She Sings
Song after song
Calluses Linger
More on her heart
Than on her fingers
And she sings…
Summer or fall
Winter or spring
These are the words
She will bring and she
She will sing…
Sing to the forest
Sway with the trees
Heart is the chorus
And soul is the breeze
And she will sing
She will cry
She will grow
She will die
And she
She will sing…
Sometimes you look over your shoulder,
And find yourself alone.
You still have to forge forward,
With or without hope.
With or without hope,
Go home,
You tried your hardest,
It’s time to go home.
When your thoughts run rapid,
Like white water crests.
Look for the sun,
Turn away from the west.
Turn away from the west,
Go home,
You tried your damned-est,
It’s time to go home.
It’s time to go home.
It’s time to go home.
It’s time to go home.
Allison Lofton 