what light is there to shine

written when living on kasold during an interesting time in early 2000. i think this song is about a little brunette named miss miller. i could be wrong. this could be about you

what light is there to shine?

what light is that to illuminate the caverns of my thought and breath?

what song of tenderness strolls down my sidewalk during summer eves?

what morning bird does it come?

what feathered cloud houses

this angel of my wish?

why won't this angel find its way here to home?

 

                                  why is it i always let you leave

                                   when i should ask you to stay

how funny it is for me

to smoke your unfinished cigarette

knowing that's the only kiss i could ever have from you

 

Author's Note

i know. don't hate me. or maybe you should. but somewhere, some kid. some nerved racked kid. will right something like this to the angel in his life.