She fills the suitcase with her plans, snaps the latch
Pale hand, trembles on the sketch pad
Tiptoes past the rooms, lights off
Heart stops, the door never had a lock
All that’s left to say is written in three words
The pain and paper no longer hers
Cuz that's all she wrote...Full of light in a little black coat
All the history fell under her - She let it roll off like thunder - And leave a trail of stone
They’ll wonder where she chose to go but all they’ll ever know is all she wrote
The film lifted from her eyes And filled the skies
Foggy day, White walls in a new place
Breath steaming into rings around her fingers
She holds on, her first treasure in so long
And still she sets it free in the morning air
Three breaths for three words that got her there …
Cuz that’s all she wrote...Full of light in a little black coat
All the history fell under her - She let it roll off like thunder - And leave a trail of stone
They’ll wonder where she chose to go but all they’ll ever know is all she wrote
Doxology (Piano Interlude)
Amen
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