Invisible ink

INVISIBLE INK (E A D G B E)

 

They came to me in my dreams just to let me know. Like crosses on trees by the side of the road.

I wandered out in silence through a crack in the night. I wondered if they might find us out here.

Now the morning is written in invisible ink. And you’re the only one with that weird little pen. The sky is clear but not as clear as you’d think.

 

I put my fingers in the dirt and dug until it got warm. I listened until I learned. I knew it all before it stormed.

I buried myself in the leaves and promised myself I wouldn’t. I told myself I could climb that tree but knew I couldn’t.

Now the morning is written in invisible ink. And there’s nothing to see here. But these marks on my chest look like your fingerprints.

The morning is written in invisible ink and you’re the only with that weird little pen. The sky is clear but not as clear you’d think. I’m just waiting for that light to shine again.