Monday, March 31, 2008

The Barn

I once found a girl in the back of a barn
Where the wood and the hay and the horses lay
And Oh- it did hurt when she went away

I was closer to the moon than she could be
Though It didn’t seem to bother her much
It wasn’t a place she wanted to see

We walked along the moor where Danny once stood
And there I promised my love to her
I had never been as close to anyone as we, then, were

And probably never will be again.
The glance she gave me as she went
had destroyed the hearts of lesser men

But I did not cripple, I did not die
I just stood there, for standing was all I could do
I thought I might stand there ‘til my final breath drew

I once lost a girl in the back of a barn.