Lirieke: Meryn Cadell. Bark On The Tree.

The bark on the tree is still missing where I
used to park my bike to come to your door
the tree is still worn, but my path is not worn
I'm never here anymore.
I wonder how you're doing.
Do you think of me now
I wonder who's washing
your dishes now.
Income tax returns, shower installing ?
How will you do these without me?
The windows I cleaned, which are now closed above me
are all that I see, and the bark on the tree.
I wonder how you're doing.
I hope not too well, somehow
I wonder who's washing
your dishes now.
The bark on the tree reminds me of me
we may not grow back again
I may stand out here for the next twenty years
or I may ride away in the rain.
I wonder how you're doing.
I need your home all around me
I wonder who's washing
your dishes now