You didn't forget,
You gave it back,
I know now.
I know what is wrong.
I know what needs done,
What is out of place,
Where the fire is burning,
And why there is no signal smoke.
I know why the fire is burning,
Who started it,
And why it got out of control,
Why there was no smoke,
No signal.
I know.
I owe you this knowledge of myself,
Knowledge unobtainable from my eyes,
Which were clouded long ago,
Where as yours are clear in the telling,
As I always wish them to stay.
Clear.
So that I may see you.