WE WALKED THROUGH THE GRAVEYARDS
AND YOU PUSHED ME OUT THE GATES;
I MAY HAVE I SLIPPED AWAY. I DIDNT SEE IT
COMING; I WAS FADING AWAY. THE BEAT
UP AND OLD PICKUP TRUCK JUST NEARLY
MISSED ME AND AS IT WAS ALL SPINNING,
ARMS SHOOK ME AWAKE AND I THOUGHT
I SAW YOU STANDING NEXT TO ME, BUT IT
WAS ONLY THE SILHOUETTE OF A DEAD
OLD TREE. I DON'T UNDERSTAND; THOSE
VOICES I SWORE WERE YOURS ARE ONLY
THE VIBRATIONS HUMMING FROM THE
STREET LIGHT ABOVE MY HEAD AND THE
PUDDLE OF MY BLOOD AT MY FEET WAS
ONLY THE WATER LEFT FROM THE STORM
THAT SENT ME ON MY WAY.
