Something She Said

Last night I, leveled with the angels

They were everywhere

There was nothing I could do

Wasn't their call

They entered the house

greeted by a stranger who would soon replace us

and ride away, a new hours entering

A place of uncertainty and mistakes

Why is father on the phone?

Did he know?

Of her withering hand, or is it something she said?

of this flight of stairs so dare

I enter this room in this house

I descend into a room down the hall

My hands are shaking

I must reason with the angels

They will understand

They will see the tears

Tell everyone I can make them better

And ride away, a new hours entering

a place of uncertainty and mistakes

Why is father on the phone?

Did he know?

Of her withering hand, or is it something she said?

of this flight of stairs out there

I enter this room in this house