Sleep

We can all agree it's a mixed bag for the living
Full of sorrow, full of grief
I ransacked the place for the single thought that could comfort me
Something small
Something sweet
It was once in the spring
You were on the porch — I heard you singing
From inside I sat and listened through the screen

Now it's the time
The last life raft is leaving my mind as it sinks out of sight
Would you stay for awhile—put your gnarled hands into mine?
Hold me down
I feel so light I could just float away
Just don't let me go to sleep

So long, my sweet
Hope the next time that we meet we’ll be whole
We’ll be weightless
We’ll be free

We can all agree
It’s a mixed bag for the living
Full of sorrow
Full of grief

And the moment stretches on
Like the first day of school
And I’ve answered wrong
Like a self-enclosed short circuit goes
Like a self-enclosed self-circuit goes
Around forever until it’s gone