Dogwood Rust - Comets On Fire

Standing on the years crooked as a loon

Just beyond the rusted metal gates

I feel that the fallen like a stone

From the good grace of the Sun

I believe I have seen two eyes

hanging in the gutted dusk for a thousand miles

Upon a path of ruin that pines and calls

for the snapping hooves of the dawn

So if not strange the way we fade?

From each others thoughts

Reduced to orphaned memories

that I let stray too far…

Is if not strange that we once loved?

but let of slip away

Like the sun that falls into the sea

It hisses down and gone is the day

While bluebirds sing

and Dogwood leaves call the rain

you don’t have to run from the cold

but you can never go home…

Did you fall from the sky of fiery sun?

Your muscles torn and jelly worn

as you clawed wildly at the wind

I held the wings of a sound so clear

of a dream I barely can’t recall

Then dipped the wing and mute the strings

that were ringing of the greatest song

Is it not strange that we were one

But let a mountain fall

Upon the cold and the unforgiving waves

into the deep the pieces plunge

Is it not strange the way we fade

like stones that skip and sink

Like youth that creeps into the grey

the hush of dust and gone is the age

While bluebirds sing

and Dogwood leaves call the rain

you don’t have to run from the cold

But you can never go home.