Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Were I The One To Design Your Heart. I
To see you just once more...
On those empty streets where your shadow still blooms bright
Despite the crashing cannons that tear through the night
He carves a dark anchor so that he may better face
The unrelenting questioning that is bound to come
In the arc light wine breath of the setting sun
On the south side prayers
Where black buildings hum,
Where silence takes you..........
Just do your best to not think of it now,
But lower your tired broken body down
I am turning away from the light
And we are on fire.