Entropy

I heard a sound last night
like a plea from the void
it was only crickets chirping
or a flea from the void
I like to try and convince myself
it was somewhat humanoid
last night i heard a creature from the void

a lonely hinge is squeaking
in some long abandoned shed
and up above an angel
counts the hairs upon my head
somewheres a horse is talking
and you know I donít mean Ed
no I donít remember anything he said

the shedís got a hole in the floor
and the only thing thatís in it
isnít in it anymore
so pass me over that oil can
if your heading for the door
weíll meet again someday
of this Iím sure

somewheres an angel whispers
with a pencil on a pad
and he donít really remember
all the good times he had
but counting hairs and wing repairs
donít exactly make him sad
I think he looks a little like my dad

the shedís got a hole in the floor
and the only thing thatís init
isnít in it anymore
so pass me over that oil can
if your heading for the door
weíll meet again someday
of this Iím sure


Copyright Hills Snyder, 2004
 


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