LILAC HOUSE

I apologize

For this letter never sent

A beheading rift

And a conscience slightly bent

Now and again I walk the line

A spatial gap fills up my time

Green fields of faith and never mind

She is everything

I apologize

For the time I’ve spent away

Your longing eyes

And a conscience led astray

All is gray in the woods of fear

Following porch lights in the flood, my dear

In the lilac house the days go by

She is everything

Alone, child, give me some time to be you

The drying of flesh, wearing you like a suit

There will be days, the coming of graves and of ashes

A simple display, the craving for miracles too

I apologize

For the needles in your thighs

I apologize

For the tears in your eyes

I apologize

For the bloodstains on your face

I apologize

For whoever takes your place

Lyrics by L. Poems  copyright 2002, all rights reserved