Don Bertschman
Left it here for you to find
Left this here for you to find
Left this song for you to find
cause I’ll be gone a long, long time
A cheap black box and a few clear beads
A bit of Rumi that spoke to me
All the years I believed
love could change most anything
I left this here for you to find
Left it here for you to find
All these years I left behind
cause I’ll be gone a long, long time
A shift key from my first word machine
I loved making words when I could barely read
So many words outlasting me
Some poetic, some just mean
Left them here for you to find
Or erase them all from the master drive
I left a million words of me behind
I’ll be gone a long, long time
A padlocked chest with troubled gifts
All the troubled ways we said yes
I treasured every mark we left
But love writes names in dust I guess
I left it here for you to find
Pleasure or pain’s for you to decide
Left so much of us behind
I’ll be gone a long, long time
Two parts heartache, two parts light
Two blue pills and a hard white lie
Bit more space in the middle of the night
Lines withdrawn so don’t think twice
Left this here for you to find
All these things we left behind
Nothing left for us to hide
And I’ll be gone a long, long time
So many things I stole from you —
t-shirts, earrings, points of view
I never asked, you never said “I do”
Now what you take back must belong to you
I left it here for you to find
What I could not take I left behind
Left it all for you to find
and I’ll be gone a long, long time
Listen to “Left and Gone”