Requiem

IF If I were brave I would be one with everything But I the slave of cowardliness Have nothing I'd know your love for what it is & you do not exist If I could breathe The fine distilled depressive dust Of dreams it seems That I would understand I'd know your love for what it is & you do not exist If I could live To see the day that You came back to me I'd see the Folly of my life I'd know your love for what it was & it did not exist