Cemetery on the Hills

“Cemetery on theHills”

 

The ghost of youthrules the headstones

On occasion they comewith flowers to give

Look at them now, wetfaces and shaking bones

Carved intogravestones that never lived

 

Plenty of space forthoughts to bury

These old dreams laidto rest in the ground

Sent to die in yearspassed without a sound

And so forever they’llhaunt this cemetery

 

Tonight there will beno resurrection

Because there’s notime left for direction

With a sinking sungrew the shadows of doubt

The days are only leftto play out

Sent to capture,promised by high demands

They returned withblood on their hands

No one did anything,so just left to be

There was no one thereto see

 

This is the cemeteryof the long lost dreams

They can be revisitedbut will never live

Discolored by thehaunted gleams

Things to learn aremade to give

No one came to see thefunerals

Distinguished by thesame marker

Of vacant phrases andnumerals

Clouded nights aredarker

 

This is the cemeteryon the hills

And the hourly chimesare shrills

Only one road thatleads away

So no one has to stay


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