Two blocks down on the corner, the crowd is beginning to gather now to
watch the scene unfold, and already a man is instructing them now to please just go
back home.
The thoughts are not of the family, the stands are shaking and moaning as the
workers clean the street. Their eyes are all locked on the motionless form beneath
the thin white sheet.
Thinking she? had to be, no different than me. Please? hold my peace, depends on
the secrets of while these bones, the servers are home for a moment and after that
we just don?t know
I am the son of the offspring, the sun has come to the bodies and now im
stuck here in my own, hoping to god that I wont be stuck forever in this soul, in this
soul, in this soul, ah this soul?