The time has come to close the doors To finally clean up the floors To extinguish the stars, one by one To put out the Sun, let it be gone
The time has come to shut all the books To take your coat all from the hooks To fill up all the opened holes And boarder up all of the windows
The time has come to let the cat go out To zip up the mouths so they no longer shout To unravel and roll up the sky And ask a question but never ask why
The time has come for memories to be laid to rest To say a final goodbye and know you are blessed For tears to flow, and wish you to a better place Go to the stairs in the sky, for you will always go in grace
copyright Chris Smith 2009 (In memory of those I miss)