Track 6 | Footprint | Bruce Stephen Foster
Oh, I couldn’t touch your secret silence
shining soft and singing,
like a ragamuffin minstrel that got busted for believing
in the hurt and searching kisses that you hesitate to share
And I couldn’t help but wonder
all last night while you were sleeping,
how your hands were tightly frightened
and your lips were softly moving
saying words you would in waking never wanted me to hear
Still you think that I’m unknowing
seldom speaking of the distance
that your random barbs betray,
and your pale pretense of feeling,
while you close your eyes and love me through the colors of last year
So, I couldn’t bear the comfort
that to share your sacred secrets
would allow me to caress your inward lonely longtime darkness,
knowing always that someday you’d give them back and disappear
Lyrics by Ellen Sander
Music by Bruce Stephen Foster
c1969 and 2022 by BSF Music
