I See Your Pictures Every Day

Without the chain around your neck

No-one knows of the love that you've known

How can I forget, I see your pictures every day

Reduced to simple features like you've accepted your fate

What if they loved you the best

And wrote it in cursive so you don't forget?

Wandered so far that you don't know

How you're ever getting back

Until the call up I'm not losing hope

Do you even have to ask?

And now that your shackles did break

Will you chase me through empty dreamscapes?

Though you're getting further, I see your pictures every day

Nothing really changes just more washed out and grey

What if they loved you the best

And wrote it in cursive so you can't forget?

Wandered so far that you don't know

How you're ever getting back

Well call me naive but I'm not losing hope

This one's for all of Portland's missing cats