Eleventh Dream Day
Among The Pines
He slipped in the shower stallHit his head and diedHe had lost his concentrationfor a momentAs the water fell on his shouldersHe thought about a timeHe thought about a timeWhen life was painfulLike the time we walked home in the rainA summer in Florida where he nearly frozeA morning in ChicagoWhen the dawn meant nothingto nobodyA fall in the winter that killed himHe had lost his concentrationBlame it on a sharp movementBlunt porcelain concrete thoughtsLife was getting hardHis past thoughts were meaninglessFuture thoughts unheard ofPresent thoughts hopelessHis head felt like a loaf of breadWith the crust peeled offSandwiched between the shower stallAnd purgatoryLetras de cancionesHis life went down the drainA cold fall rain, a distant vague painA long black trainChewed it's wayThrough soggy New England forestsA chosen place of farewellsAmong the pines that someday fellAmong the pines that someday fellAmong the pines that someday fell.
From Letras Mania