Tombstones in the moonlight
once caught my roving eye
and held them for a moment
as my body sped on by
Nestled in the darkness
amongst the swaying weeds
they seemed a welcome refuge
from the world's unending needs
Painted in the cold blue light
they stood in silent grace
a doorway to what never was
a better kind of place
Sealing in the hopes and dreams
of faces never known
Faces rich with expression
and feelings never shown
A just reward for a lonely life
in expectation drowned
a life that could have been much more
now still beneath the ground
Is this all we will ever seek
all we will ever find
Or would the answer forever be
with the stones and weeds entwined
once caught my roving eye
and held them for a moment
as my body sped on by
Nestled in the darkness
amongst the swaying weeds
they seemed a welcome refuge
from the world's unending needs
Painted in the cold blue light
they stood in silent grace
a doorway to what never was
a better kind of place
Sealing in the hopes and dreams
of faces never known
Faces rich with expression
and feelings never shown
A just reward for a lonely life
in expectation drowned
a life that could have been much more
now still beneath the ground
Is this all we will ever seek
all we will ever find
Or would the answer forever be
with the stones and weeds entwined
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