Dust

Lyrics

If I say that I am an old man now, what I mean is that my daughter once pointed her finger at me and yelled, Bang, Daddy, you're dead, and I fell down in a heap of my murdered youth and yelped in theater to her giggling applause, this time without tasting a friend's blood spray against my profile or feeling the weight of his expiration fall against the summer of my fifteenth year, no longer picturing the mural of our collapse against the already red brick wall of a school that he never got to walk the halls of again