A Conversation
running in the dark, a lightning strike, a boom and crash,
white and dark clash, tears running down his face,
father: if only you hadn’t been so late.
out of time and out of mind, locked in tower of white,
this prison cell for those unwell is where she’ll sleep tonight
father dear, don’t cry for me, its for the best you see.
a tiger’s cage with ravenous bite, vultures circling round in the dead of night,
father, okay you’ll be, come the morn you won’t even remember me.
when nettles sting and beasts do roam, and waves crash in dense, hard foam,
arms reaching for the cold, sodden sand, no one there to lend a hand,
and father where were you? now I’m gone, I’ve left you too.
gone, gone, gone away,
but in mirror’s face his daughter’s eyes
remembered still in spite of lies
haunted by the silent screams
the sound of door slamming
against the screen
away she ran on stormy night
to escape the dreaded sounds of another fight
he followed her tracks,
that desperate flight
as the moon beamed down, a murderous white
He knew as soon as the whistle blew
he heard the shouts but he felt it too
through the thicket and thistle she ran
careless in her path
He saw the train that once stalked these tracks
laid still on its haunches, sitting back
It’s victim yet half a mile behind
before that man in charge had been inclined
to rein the great beast back
he felt the world begin to crack
the ocean waves came rushing back
and the pressure began to build inside
now he wishes it could all be undone
the knot unraveled, the life unbegun
he wishes for just one more day
to tell the truth, what he meant to say
but the train rushed fast down those tracks
and now he’ll never, ever get her back
and still the mirror shows his daughter’s face
the sad, sad eyes in the pale face
a ghost that’s gone yet remembered still
wish what you may and tell what you will
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
that father is in all of us
say what you mean, mean what you say
and treasure every single day
so when life leaves you hanging there
and all you love dissipates into the air
remember this saddening tale
let its lessons ring through every hill and vale
so that when you live your life away
you won’t have to regret a single day.