Joan and the Communions
The voices of Joan have helped:
Those voices of Joan have erased the past,
Screaming: it's over! Are you... ok?
The voices of Joan have rescued me from all trouble that I could not handle!
Voices of the ones I once loved: all left behind!
The voices of Joan lifted me up
And I learned how to fly!
Their vices shut me down,
Got lit back by the candle of love.
Who loved me and why?
I am still asking myself and I look down
On the planet I left behind;
From above I send my blessings to you to do well, to do good,
I was and still am your nicest friend.
Perhaps this was your problem;
I'm sorry if it's such a great offence,
But no sorry's can bring back a friend and help me trust someone else again.
I will have to do well with whatever comes in hand;
I will have to surrender to a peculiar faith
And be strong,
Believe that others might just believe in the same things that I do.
To all my friends out there, left behind: be strong and beautiful as you always were!
I'm sorry: my tears were supposed to extinguish the fires unfairly lit
and carry down the river
the candles of our lost hopes and dreams for humanity.
And now I find that I can love again!