Beautiful songs are lonely
in the daylight
At dusk they find the hearts
of souls reaching for some
reminder of the smell of
lilacs in Spring
Blown around gateways and fences
and the outdoor playgrounds
of rusting bronzed hands swinging
alone and left empty
Beautiful songs are lonely
in the daylight
They circle around the women
and men alone weeping in their
beds painfully longing to fix
what can never be mended
by hand or by dreaming
Beautiful songs are lonely
in the daylight
They comfort the thoughts of
murdering men and liars
afraid to face their truths
and ease the pain of
the women whose necks
still carry the bruises of
time left to die and forgotten
by everyone
and soften the blow to widowers
who know
no one is coming back
Beautiful songs are lonely
in the daylight
Searching out the old
rocking in their chairs
with pages thrown about
the floor of places and news
that helps them escape their
certainty
Beautiful songs are lonely
in the daylight
When a hand touches
nothing but what their hearts
imagine and none of those
songs can bring them
the lover they ache for
Beautiful songs are lonely
in the daylight
A song can say it all
during the night when
no one is around to hear
the singers crying over
words they know too well that
make sense of life
and the
“if only I’d remembered
to listen a little longer
to every note
and song before
the darkness arrived”
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