Oh Caroline from As Roses by Bomethius

Oh Caroline
Have you been misused?

Your family cries divided
The fires of our faults ignited
Positions willfully assumed
Debts and rage exhumed

Love and labor
Without one a sabre
Provision is a step
Alone a step too few.

I didn’t love you,
And if I did I lied.
But the hatred in my heart
The hatred’s finally died.

Oh Caroline

I hope you’ve found a life to live,
And people with real love to give.

Time may never heal our wounds,
But we may as well bury them in these dunes.

This desert doesn't seem to end,
and my thirst remains unquenched.

Surely we’ve already seen the worst
But we’ve been saying that for years

The moon upon my misdeeds many shines,
And like Augustine I’m richest in pears and lies.

Just before I close my eyes
I hear your desperate cries.

And if I’m haunted here
I cringe to know your fear.
I almost remember happy days,
But these are just memories.

Forgive me, I’ve mumbled.
Forgive me, I’ve stumbled.

Oh Caroline.
Oh Caroline

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