The Flight
lyrics 1/26/13

Boarding time is coming soon
The spirits enter to meet the groom
Open the windows, the heaven’s doors
He sits silently in the light
She waits; anticipating.

She gazes at the filled plane
Wishing she could stop the rain
Wanting so to take the steps
But, held within, deep regrets
She moves back into  the shadows.

Predictively, it blocks out
The wheels back expectedly
There stood she, in her misery,
Held her tears that no one sees
Tighter she leans

Then laced within her feathered locket
Braced inside it’s velvet pocket
She holds the vial of arsenic
Tighter in her grip