In The Ten Years Gone - Bernard Fanning

In the ten years gone barely a word has passed between us

Since that brutal morn the shadow fell upon us

The dawning of the silence

And in the years before I never knew that I was sleeping

Slowly drifting on through the company I was keeping

Since that Brutal Dawn

And I want to know with all the thinking that you’ve done

Did the answers ever come?

Are they just around the bend?

I’m not asking you for anything but answers

I’m not hoping you’ll start throwing forgiving gestures my way

But how far would you go to cut me clean away?

And in the years to come

Wide awake to all my failures

I sat upon them long enough to see the beauty and the danger

Of a Brutal Dawn

And I want to know while you’re lying there at night

Making edits of your life and it’s me you’re thinking of

How do you explain

After all we overcame

Only bitterness remains?

I’m not asking you for anything but answers

I’m not hoping you’ll start throwing forgiving gestures my way

In your final act of ‘kindness' well you cut me clean away

How far would you go to cut me clean away