Fools and Kings

Fools and Kings

Fools and Kings
Reason and dreams
Horror and trills
Silliness and seriousness

I’m going to die.
I’m going to die.
And I don’t know why.
And I don’t know why.

If I could touch the sky
Still the breeze, from your hair
Remember the Blue and Greens
And every small thing.

If I could live
Simply & Stupid
Instead of knowing I blow it

Maybe I wouldn’t be spending time
In the darkest corner of my own mind

Goodbye.
Old friend,
Goodbye.

You were once so kind to me but,
Goodbye.
Time has played the notes—the same notes
Once too many times and the melody

Has becomes just noise
When now old friend
I need to say
Goodbye.