goodbye lullaby

By swing_the_hammer

nobody really knows where you lay your head
it's all just speculation between the living and the dead
from the first point in the universe to the black hole where it's fed
everyone is wondering where you lay your head

and they never remember where you are truly from
or when you will return- so they just wait for you to come
they could search the highest castle to the lowest slum
and never find out just where you are from

'cause no one is for sure just where you rest your eyes
speaking in a language made of daydreams and sighs
after time all our memories finally become lies
and we forget where you go to rest your eyes

if people were constellations, you would be a shooting star
falling off somewhere into the infinite dark
and no one could ever keep track where you are
if they were constellations, and you were a shooting star

when the end is coming, do we all go where you sleep
and float off downstream to the silence that you keep?
before i shake hands with you i want to wash them clean
if in that final breath, upon death

our god reveals our dreams

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Published on Tuesday, April 10, 2007. Filed under: "Philosophical" and "Poetry"

Comments on "goodbye lullaby"

On Monday, April 16, 2007, GraveFlower (240) wrote:

these would be kick ass lyrics, your amazing--love it ~*dani*~
On Monday, April 16, 2007, Bella Butchery (696) wrote:

how did i miss this one.... so glad youre back, talent has been absent.
On Saturday, April 14, 2007, stormtalk (727) wrote:

mesmerizing structure... very cool.
On Wednesday, April 11, 2007, Tania (192) wrote:

i really liked this ~ definatly have to read more of your work~ loved the flow of this piece.
On Tuesday, April 10, 2007, unspeakable truth (94) wrote:

Awesome write....
A former member wrote: This was truly amazing. You hit it on the nail with this one. Well done. -Marlena
On Tuesday, April 10, 2007, Six-Out (1423) wrote:

I don't like rhyme as much as most, but when it's leaking from your pen, I can't help but be captivated. that last line, was marvelous.