The Dust I Carry

Oh, I remember the look he gave me and how his fingers spread across my face
I bid farewell to the walls that kept me
There were too many branches and thorns
I left him there struggling in the tangles
I know he’ll come for me
Hear me now
I won’t be long
Now here I’ll stay completely still and let the trap take hold of me
But with this void, I won’t be wasted
Good things will come around
They’ll know my worth from the dust I carry
It rests about my head
Hear me now
I won’t be long