Danse Macabre

So the mining gates locked

and the red iron rotted

and the room smelled heavy from drinkin’

when the sad silent song

made the hour twics as long

as I waited for the sun ta go sinkin’

You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever

but you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun…

Caught in the crossfire of a warnin’ fight

legends make or break game

swept up by the rollin’ waves of the night

the paper chase for fame…

Sing with me, sing for the year

sing for the laughter & sing for the tear

sing with me, It’s just for today

maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away…

I can tell you all I know, the where to go, the what to do

you can try to run but you can’t hide from what’s inside of you

any major dude with half a heart surely will tell you my friend

any minor world that breaks apart falls together again

when the demon is at your door

in the morning it won’t be there no more

any major dude will tell you…

 

Put a candle in the window…

 

Timmy…

Kept some letters by his bed

dated 1962

he had underlined in red

every single I Love You….

Timmy Riste…Brother…Friend…

Missed…

 

I’ll never be imprisoned by a faded memory…

Please fall down

testing sounds for the death and the sound of the forest cold

trees in clouds testing doubts trying hard not to be to bold

crease your pride telling lies that you’re not on your own

watching their faith in prayers will make you see your bones…