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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