It was easier when I let go.

It was easier than you will know.

Your lovely face, your deepest eyes -

you fade from me in this disguise.





But where is my cavalry?

Who's going to follow me,

who will fight by my side?





I'm standing still, I'm standing straight.

An ordinary soldier with my blind faith.

I hear the wind as I retreat.

It sings of when we two shall meet.





In the lee of the battle

my heart, heavy like rain,

beats slowly to the single drum

that sounds out your name.





But where is my cavalry?

Who's going to follow me?

Who will fight by my side and hold me when I fall?

Who will keep me from slipping into the past?

Who will help me remember I loved and lost well?