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Benjamin Banker
Poems
Sep 2010
Cry Dead Man
Cry, Dead Man, cry
Nobody wants you around anymore
And when you wake up in the middle
Maybe I'll see you on the other side.
Broken light shines through faded glass
Casting shadows on the wall
Dust is dancing in the light
Finally resting on the floor
Something's dripping from my eye
The pain's so strong
That it must be blood
I'm crying
Broken dreams lay on the ground
Gathering the dancing dust
And inviting all those who want them
To steal them
Cry, Dead Man, cry
Nobody wants you around anymore
And when you wake up in the morning
Maybe I'll See you on the other side.
Broken promises and misguided truths
Disguised as Holy Scripture
None can be so blind
As he who has opened his eyes
Broken hearts need time to mend
But time has passed on by
Inside is where the pain builds
Looking for its escape
Cry, Dead Man, Cry
Nobody wants you around anymore
And when you wake up in the morning
Maybe I'll see you on the other side.
The sights light up the night
And the sounds caress my eyes
Maybe it's too late for me here
Nobody wants to see this Dead Man Cry.
Cry, Dead Man, cry
Nobody wants you around anymore
And when you wake up in the morning
Maybe I'll see you on the other side
Broken voices echo in my soul
Bringing forth my inner doubt
Screaming, or whispering, its all the same
And I can't tell them apart
Somewhere there's a cause for great concern
And no-one can see
That behind this mask
I'm crying
Broken glass reflects the dancing dust
That's been dancing in the light
And those shadows on the wall
Well, they're growing all the time.
Cry, Dead Man, cry
Nobody wants me around anymore
And maybe - if I wake up in the morning -
Just maybe, you'll try to see me on the other side?
9-7-10
Written by
Benjamin Banker
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