Monologues

When day dawned, the tempest passed away

and the warm sun shone out.

I was caught in a sunbeam that dried my eyes closed

I'll show you what it means to come home alive

'Cause I've seen the curtain fall one too many times

And it's my fault.

Don't let the weight shatter your shoulders

Just lay it down before you forget how.

When God spoke, the field was dry as day

And she felt her cold hands meet

I was lost in the wood grain,

'till I heard her call my name

We held a funeral for the moths we'd killed,

then set to work again on the ones that lived.

At least we knew.

Have you been kneeling here long?

Shedding your youth

teaching yourself not to argue

You're caught in a shroud

you shouldn't have found

Those monologues spoiled your innocence.

I swept up all your tiny fragments

And spun you into thread,

and dyed you gold

But you never kept me warm enough

to make it through a single night.

So I cut you to parts,

and sold you as scarves

so you could go on after I was gone.

When we meet again we'll be asleep

underneath the flower bed.

You'll tell me everything that you wished you'd done

I'll wrap you in my arms and then I'll wake up

But you will not.

Can I finally say that I found some truth?

That everything dies before I do

'Cause I've driven these stakes

for all of my days

Just to try and escape my uncertainty.

There's nothing here to keep us from setting

We're layers of paint eventually washed out.