The Endless Coil

I waited for you
When the night stretched his spine,
I left a light burning
Sleepless at your shrine

Are you still mine?

Who am I
If I’m more myself without you?
All I’ve known follows me to bed,
But I’m a stranger to the view

And I’m afraid to pursue.

We don’t slough off our stories
As a snake’s skin is shed,
We are still standing
Wherever we’ve tread

And wherever lies ahead.