Up and over the railing Keeping the tracks from escaping Running faster than the water ran cold Bleeding you deeper than the hole that I dug The steam trains that now block your path Are the same ones we rode when we were infants The faint drizzle that fell on that day Has lead you to the tar pit you now call your grave
The moment is changing, your colour is fading Your sweet aroma – now wretched decay Peaceful in your final pose A final smile captured your revenge
Fading, failing piece by piece Nothing of you but your photo remains Sniff the air and fragrance is plasma The kiss of death; the most romantic of them all
Fall to your knees And cry for freedom Your eloquent ways cannot save The passing of your final days
Wealthy is the ferryman that sails the River Styx (Row them all astray) After all where else your soul supposed to fade away? (All will fade away) Ignorance is a welcome gift to those who want a piece (Come and take your fill) Remembering the lessons learnt after all the guilt has torn them lifeless
Lifeless
Up and over the railing Frantic, Kicking and screaming Dying faster than you can behold Glimmer of hope then the moment is gone The steam trains that now block your path Are the same ones we rode when we were infants The faint drizzle that fell on that day Has lead you to the tar pit you now call your grave