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Message from a Misplaced Friend


On a night where the stars greet thousands of miles just to lift your head

and the earth shifts to meet the steady shuffle of feet with her soft grass bed,

Oh, that cold set of knives find their way through your eyes as you would start to faire,

Is the last thing you see a glimpse of heaven of a nightmare?

 

Sometimes the world slowed when you laughed and tossed your hair

Those days we talked for hours about our life scares

But you couldn't stay,

for me, you couldn't stay

and a sense of you still haunts my day.

 

It's a puzzle a piece

you're locking your knees 

babe, what are you feelin'

 

A knock in the teeth

the shove of the breeze

I hear your heavy breathin'

 

The list it frows stronger

as your pauses get longer

what's the score, now?

 

You're scarin' the kids, babe,

put it off for the night, say

turn it around and hear how 

 

The whole world slowed when you laughed and tossed your hair

Those nights we'd talk for hours about our life scares

But you couldn't stay,

for me you couldn't stay

and a sense of you still haunts my day.

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