I was abruptly awaken from a heavy sleep
Out of my slumber passed dreams like a passing train
As I dreamed I was back on Sullivan Street
Walking creek side with Jimmy
Sitting in the library with Ed
Raising Hell in Sunday school
Bruising our kness
As well as our hearts
~
The phone ringing as I see you across the sparkling lake
Your voice
That smile
Your voice
Trembling as you speak softly
Hard days
Yet harder nights
Alone
Reaching only to find empty sheets
~
We were kings
Children
Young and free with our big red hearts on our chests
Oh, how Ed and Loney laughed
Yesterday
Dead and gone
Falling on deaf ears
The ringing phone waking me as I walked alone
On Sullivan Street
~
Tim and Matt are playing soccer
While little Jenny plays with dolls
As I play alone
Falling on my knees
Bruised
Begging God with empty promises
Crocodile tears from a cold prison cell floor
Wishing I was holding you
But you aren’t here
~
Falling back into odd patterns
Of sleep
Walking in streets while lights pass like trains
Looking for Jimmy
Waiting for our mother lost at the county fair
Sun burned and tired
Falling back to sleep
Wondering where I am
Wondering
Where you are
Wondering why we aren’t together
