We lay sprawling on the chairs
The light hung from the ceiling as the stars do
Spending the night at the museum
We saw the dead and their skeletons crawl

Soon their impatient breaths turned insidious
I talk about the dead workmen with rotten breath
And the lively crows going to another country
We were stuck in the museum past sunset

Yes, we have work to do before we die
We have to tell the truth and live a lie
Stay back and earn our share
For no one else does care

If we love our life too much

For a person being alone
Is a form of recluse
Because they have no excuse
For letting people into their tiny worlds

When we grow choosing who we let in
Or world collapses as bricks do
Out comes the dust and rubble
And emptiness subdued

In life there is no taking
After death, nothing follows us
If we leave love below
We shared something human and true

I know I miss your heart
I miss your art
Your shapes and curves
I know these are things I miss

As the world turns round from night to day
Your memories last a century
But, there is no solace
From the moments we shared

When I know I miss your arms
I imagine those hands touch the sky
With a little skip and sigh
A lasso steals the sun and the light dies

You brighten up the midnight
Is there anything else I missed?
Yes.
You!

Your wings tell me
That you're an albatross in the sky
It's your profound pain
That tells me you're death's kiss

It's my past and heartbreaks
That tells me we're right back to love
But, the mistakes repeat again
Whispers echo in my soul and memories drain me


But, where are we going?
Something else tells me I'll find myself
But, not today
Today I like being lost in your arms

and when you said
laughter is like a foreign language
i imagined that i was
teaching you how to
speak it

your eyes look like sunset today