*"Can you tell me where I am
Won't you say something
I need to get my bearings
I'm lost
And the shadows keep on changing
I'm haunted
By the lives that I have loved
And actions I have hated
I'm haunted
By the lives that wove the web
Inside my haunted head
Don't cry,
Though there's never a way
Here in August in this house of leaves
We'll pray
Please, I know it's hard to believe
To see a perfect forest
Through so many splintered trees
You and me
And these shadows keep on changing
I've got the pieces here
Time to gather up the splinters
Build a casket for my tears
I'm haunted
By the promises I've made
By the hallways in this tiny room
The echos there of me and you
The voices that are carrying this tune"
Monday, August 20, 2007
Haunted In August
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