My faith tells me I will see you again
Though every step forward leaves you behind
You are finally free of heartbreak and pain
But I measure mine in everything I find
I must abandon you, to keep the comfort of my grief
On the road ahead, I will greet my ghosts
Keep watching over me, such is our belief
Although you are far away, please keep me close
Inspired, again, by the Red Hand Files #354, where Nick Cave responds to someone who lost their wife to cancer, aged 30.
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