Tea Time -

eye of the needle

eye to eye

knowing that you’ll remain

in the room with leather chair

grandfather clock

watching the passing of these days

to cling to conversation

to wipe away freeway tears

to realize the underestimated

this span of to pray for will

and death as a reward for a life well lived

and this is the sound of shedding

of these things that i’ve worn like a skin

boy you will never know happiness

boy you will only know sorrow

boy you talk so serious