Post by Josh on Feb 28, 2007 20:45:15 GMT -8
Dark, Open Spaces
Dread the dark, open spaces
The moonlit forest when your friends don’t understand
Drive quickly before they overtake you
Yet you linger anyway
Just over there, that’s where you grew up
But you can’t go there now
That man is turning left
Though he could have kept on straight
It could have changed fate
Out here on these dark streets
Slip past the graveyard
The historic thrill sickens the stomach
With tense anticipation
And unwanted memory
Too many lives and stories
To feel alone on a night like tonight
Joshua Coles
April 23, 2001
Dread the dark, open spaces
The moonlit forest when your friends don’t understand
Drive quickly before they overtake you
Yet you linger anyway
Just over there, that’s where you grew up
But you can’t go there now
That man is turning left
Though he could have kept on straight
It could have changed fate
Out here on these dark streets
Slip past the graveyard
The historic thrill sickens the stomach
With tense anticipation
And unwanted memory
Too many lives and stories
To feel alone on a night like tonight
Joshua Coles
April 23, 2001