Calling The Grievers

Someone in

the bar last night

He looked at me and put it right

He said, It looks as though you haven't been kissed for a while

As if fallen from a familiar sky

A drunken star of singing light

Broken, yes, but not too proud to smile

I looked at him and shook my head

My mind, a country

My body wrecked to sea

My bed, a ship

Sailing on dreams, just floating

Calling the grievers

Calling the grievers to speak their minds

Calling the grievers

Calling the grievers to speak their minds

I got up from my easy chair

I searched for meaning everywhere

The spirit grows and then forgets it all

A newborn crying in the night

The body lives, the body dies

What difference does it make to you anyhow?

A tilted smile, a furrowed brow

This bitterness won't get you through the night

My bed, a ship

Sailing on dreams, just floating

Calling the grievers

Calling the grievers to speak their minds

Calling the dreamers

Calling the dreamers to speak their minds