How long will you sing of the lost child?

Sing, instead, of change.

How long will you sing of the pain?

Sing, instead, of guilt.

How long will you sing of the wait?

Sing, instead, of the found.

How long will you sing of the void?

Sing, instead, of the colours within.

Sing.

I listen.

Of the jolt, the fears, the tangled lines.

I will wait for your song, all through the night.

But, for how long?