Conjecture

A thousand days of wisdomCould not save me in the endAnd a lifetime of forgivenessWould not leave me on the mend

So I wonder would it matterIf the days laid front to backAnd the first step of the ladderWas the only one that cracked

If I took the light of summerAnd lit the darkness in the nightWould the words that echoed from herSound much different in the light?