Un retour au passe

...Don't walk in front, I may not follow. Don't walk behind, I may not lead.
If you stay right with me and we'll get there.
I promise...

And now, we're here again. I'll probably lose my thumb nail, and my mind, and I'm going to be so, so sore for a long, long time. But the fact of the matter is, this here, is what I need, where I flourish, where I stand the straightest. And your hands are so warm. I don't know what happened to those flowers. Walk with me, for awhile.