Red Roosters

Goodbye to an era

Something to go with your disbelief every morning

Barn animals, they, know the cost of living

When even the best writers hide

It's never what you meant

When there's a hurricane trapped in your head

Like an old friend who says nice things

But thinks, "who are you now?"

There was that one day

When red roosters eclipsed almost all of our pain

From a beach in South Jersey to more than a world away

They studied for times like these

It's never what it meant, though

When there's a hurricane trapped in your head

Now a car alarm sings

The only song it's ever known

There's no food on any dining room table

No life left in any living room

But we can silence the chaos

From a television that we view

There's a hurricane that never really left

Off the gulf coast shoreline from what I read

From our folding chairs, we feel the tide roll in

With the sand in between and underneath our toes and the shining sea