Lee

I remember

The hail of red clay rocks

Fom your lame chucking arm

The boys, the hill

And the wild lines home from work

Silent stairs we crept before your mom at the tv had a clue

She never talked to me or to you

But when we would have a game

Up there she would shout your name

And the record we'd hush

She'd go away

We'd dim the light in your room

And we would play

You were more like a girl every time

We'd fall asleep to the tune as the walls spun round

Light flashed, life stopped

With you, lee

Under bed sheets

A tent we had made there

Were things as i remember

Hard things for you as a man you left angry

Oh lee, how a child can wine

I'm done telling lies to mine

There's no deal in it all

He needs to hear

All the things we're pining for

All that's carried far from sure

We were bitter about what remains

I'm not telling him now

Just the same

You were a dream when you painted your eyes

Mighty you were like a sail on a heaving sky