BabyGrace
Refugee
summers so close have slipped away
splashing down just as the drops of water fell back to earth
alone in a marshy graveyard you leave
without asking twice if you mattered to our hearts
the quiet hum of the dial tone
I pick up the phone and listen for a moment
before replacing it carefully and choking quietly
If I don't have the power to bridge the gaps of the living
then I never would have been able to save you
from the jaws of your watery death
so go quickly, and don't think of the empty phone
calls and cold ceremonies you leave behind for us.
splashing down just as the drops of water fell back to earth
alone in a marshy graveyard you leave
without asking twice if you mattered to our hearts
the quiet hum of the dial tone
I pick up the phone and listen for a moment
before replacing it carefully and choking quietly
If I don't have the power to bridge the gaps of the living
then I never would have been able to save you
from the jaws of your watery death
so go quickly, and don't think of the empty phone
calls and cold ceremonies you leave behind for us.