One Strange Day

Love, where is your sting

didn't you send back your echos to sing

desolation was only a station away

but a quarter inch army has saved the day

Death, I'm reading your signs

I'm scanning your files for a spark of the fire

there's blood on the stairs and a tear in the ground

if not there with you then where is she to be found

One strange day the springtide will come your way

in masquerade while you patiently wait

she will sneak up on you and speak verse in your face

but still you must be as if eternity lay before you

wide and carefree

Between these thinly drawn lines

I was picturing mine and yours intertwined

spoken softly and quiet

a song remains still a lie

elevating death and transfiguration

love and intoxication

yearning burning at night