The End

Early fall painted red Broken foal put to bed Bitter words against the sun Before a night that soon will never come Now the moon tucks me in It sings about my every sin The devil's tail a turn apart Heaven's just a walk In hell, away, in all To live is to fall And what if I knew Then what would I know? Winter night turning blue My eyes adjust to seeing you Shadows take what light has fled A candle lit is hanging by a thread It isn't the end As the wind whispered As the rain doesn't fall As I wait another spring and sing To find a gift to give A hand to take beyond the bend A mend to meet my end What if I knew Then what would I know To live is to fall