JINGLES
I can hear the jingles now
(Although far away)
I see you already packed your things
(I can no longer feel your presence)
Why?
Why do I feel like it's goodbye tonight
You have your hair pushed back
And your hands on the railing
(It reminds me of the day you decided I deserved better than this)
I can hear the hymns now
The rise and fall of angelic voices
They call me home
They open up their arms to me
They are expectant
And I am looking,
I am ashamed,
I am afraid
I shall now seek comfort in the hands that have carried me
And once again my reaching hands have been made short
I know we all make choices,
But I have given love in better ways than this.
~ GraciaBlack
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(Although far away)
I see you already packed your things
(I can no longer feel your presence)
Why?
Why do I feel like it's goodbye tonight
You have your hair pushed back
And your hands on the railing
(It reminds me of the day you decided I deserved better than this)
I can hear the hymns now
The rise and fall of angelic voices
They call me home
They open up their arms to me
They are expectant
And I am looking,
I am ashamed,
I am afraid
I shall now seek comfort in the hands that have carried me
And once again my reaching hands have been made short
I know we all make choices,
But I have given love in better ways than this.
~ GraciaBlack
© All Rights Reserved