One Foot in the Grave

June 16, 2017

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There’s a frame out of focus that I still recognize
With deep dark circles under the eyes
I can hear someone whisper a song I’d never heard
When I call out a question she doesn’t say a word

Sometimes after a rainfall when there’s not a soul around
I feel your hand on my shoulder and see your footprints on the ground
Now I may believe in Jesus but the Devil knows my name
So I know my days are numbered as I watch you walk away

Two nights ago I woke and a silent breath I drew
I lifted up the latch though I did not want to
With an atlas in one hand and a chill beneath my skin
I saw myself break the window and I took it for a spin

Sometimes after a rainfall when there’s not a soul around
I feel your hand on my shoulder and see your footprints on the ground
Now, I may believe in Jesus but the Devil knows my name
So I gently kill the headlights and coast toward the lake

I remember the moment when I must have struck a nerve
And her eyes told me sweetly I’d get what i deserve
I guess her name’s not important nor the city she was from
But around every corner is the last time I’ll ever see the sun

- December 2009 - #063