There were some things to attend to
I had to do them without you
Although you were my mirror
You were a reflection I couldn’t see through

My image blurred like street lights
On a riverbed at night
I tried to see the me in you
I tried with all my might

And then I knew to ask this of you was rather impolite
Your love gave me the pen but it was me who had to write

So I stared out at the runway
With a compass in my heart
And I looked inside to find my guide
Because we were apart

She soon became my mirror
I heard her whispers well
You would be proud to hear aloud
The stories we have to tell

I hiked the snow-capped mountains
Took a train along the sea
I hugged the people who I’d known
But never got to meet

And I watched the London sky light up
As year came to an end
And then I went to see my dad
And failed to find a friend

I sat inside the hidden eye of Egypt’s ancient tombs
And I ventured back to my motherland
Took refuge in her womb

She fed me golden sunlight through the windows of my room
And now I see who I am beneath this waning skin costume

I followed breadcrumbs; deciphered texts to learn where I came from
And you wouldn’t believe the history I stumbled right upon

This journey helped me know my roots
Know more of family
And it kind of got me thinking
If I add a branch to that tree

I guess we’ll wait and see

You see
That pen you gave, it showed me strength
And courage on my way
To write the words and say the things
I really want to say
And maybe one day years from now
One sunny autumn day
I’ll tell you what I attended to
The day I went away