i’ve been to a whole lot of towns in my life

from monterey bay to atlanta

to find the dream house i’ve wanted so long

i don’t have to wait until santa

The ten story castle

Was not built for battle

But instead was the town

That did nothing but frown

And all the time they are training

The lords and ladies are waiting

To be ready for a war

Bigger than ever before.

In the fall you notice leaves

that are hanging on the trees,

noisily moving in the gentle breeze.

All the leaves hang lowly

through the night

as if they’re poisoned,

the leaves and trees alike.

They are dying slowly,

For the first time, in her selective memory

she lies in bed, alone

without a light or heartbeat to keep her company.

Her heart beats, in rhythm with her thoughts.

She barely knows the way to her own door