Friday, August 26, 2005

Stretched out beyond
your years, my dear
Black ravens across skies;
A dirty omen
Broken lullabies dispel
busted dreams now
Splintered lives surround
you and i
Pick up these pieces, dear
Pull yourself together now
We have miles to go, my dear
miles to cover before we surface

2 comments:

3rd avenue said...

i love this line
A dirty omen
Broken lullabies dispel

Me. said...

Ah! Only if it were that easy...to rise from one's ashes like a phoenix...