LET EVERY CONVERSATION BE OUR LAST

Let each word carry the weight

Of a casket crystal clear

 

Let them spin the spools

into cassettes we never again will hear

 

Let pens be tools to rewind them tight

So that play and record can their record recite

 

Let there be no headliners

No stealers of the show

 

Let there be only headlines;

That my sisters I ain’t even gotta say

it’s just something they know

 

Let each word carry the weight

Of a casket crystal clear

 

Let them die on in song

Long after we are here.