Casket down
Ropes from here to eternity
Love in a sea
Peace comes
At price

Dust to the wind
Ashes give
Live in

Notes on pad
Lived the life
He had

Bible down
Pages fold
Not a sound

Bowed heads
Dead is just
As dead


Stop kiss the remembering part of me
See we tell a truth given in a mop doll
As wind takes a good whip of pleasure

Fast lingers in willing hands touching sure
Cradle leaves you colder than the death star
Paddle of deck escapes seldom gone far

As time burns your future in children left
Cast your bread on the water smoking from dew set
Sandals fill the barrel rain water soft as face

Erase and chase me in image shadow of gallows
As lips seek a warm bed to rest tired minds
Mass of finds call all sounds to view ties

Chasing after life in the mix of fate holding
Traces move in mast escape to end folding
As a tribute to face and love hot in passion

Sell your sadness in the bottle laugh at tears
As a close on the dawn of wrong we live
Dust blown off the cover his book complete

Notes on pad
Lived the life
He had

Bible down
Pages fold
Not a sound

Bowed heads
Dead is just
As dead