While I Was Away - The Kyteman Orchestra

Why would you talk about me every single time I’m gone.
I’m not there but I can hear you. All your whispers and your songs.
I forgive you for your habits, nasty as they tend to be.
I guess we all have em to a natural degree.
I told you that I would be leaving. I have missions to attend.
I’m convinced I have to do this with your blessing as a friend.
I’m on my way now but I’ve got so far to go.
And believe me, when I come back I am gonna wanna know.
Get medieval on you. Give it to you straight.
Expose the demon in you. Get him out my way.
So that when I’m not there. You will know your place.
And when my spirit haunts you, you’ll say it to my face.
I hope you will learn but if not, too bad.
Focus on yourself, for the time you have.
Tell me who’s really changed here, I wonder is it me or you?
We say we respect each other. is that forgery or truth?
There’s no silence in my absence. Maybe that’s what sparked your mind.
Conclusions and assumptions about how I have crossed your lines.
Somehow my person changes in your eyes and words.
Whenever I’m not looking. It’s every human being’s curse.
I can’t control your thinking. I just can’t make that call.
All the power I have is to cease to care at all.
Get medieval on you. Give it to you straight.
Expose the demon in you. Get it out my way.
So that when I’m not there. You will know your place.
And when my spirit haunts you, you’ll say it to my face.
While I was away a part of me remained
but it never had a say in the judgement that you made.
Even after all, conflicts of interest and vision; intellects colliding in the pris- ons of our wary minds, dare we find a nexus where the fading time begets us in agreement? Teaming up to free the needy from their demons. Does your purpose supersede yourself, or does awareness quell you as it does me on my quest for being free? Do you need help agreeing to disembowel the killer whale inside you in order to retrieve all the mercy it consumed? Trust me to look behind you. Back to back if you watch mine too. Time proved your wounds are healed already. All you need to do is love them. It’s heavy but you’ll kiss the scars up to your gods, embrace them as the wrath of heaven. Whichever truth is yours you’ll recognize it in a second. Lives are either wasted or applied. Your soul will either face mine or die.
You’re still breathing, ain’t you? So it’s not too late.
You know there’s only one man. Who can seal your fate.
It’s not your gods and not me. Not in any case.
It’s your light and darkness that you must embrace.
While I was away, a part of me remained
and it never had a say in the judgement that you made.
I hope I will learn but if not, too bad.
Focus on myself for the time I have.
I hope we’ll outgrow our dispute one day.
All my words are spent. Nothing left to say.
We have failed, my brethren. Can we be condoned?
Tell me all is lost and I will leave you alone.