Wait for Sleep

Standing by the window
 Eyes upon the moon
 Hoping that the memory
 Will leave her spirit soon
 She shuts the doors and lights
 And lays her body on the bed
 Where images and words are running deep
 She has too much pride to pull
 The sheets above her head
 So quietly she lays and waits for sleep
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 She stares at the ceiling
 And tries not to think
 And pictures the chains
 She's been trying to link again
 But the feeling is gone
 And water can't cover her memory
 And ashes can't answer her pain
 God give me the power to take
 Breath from a breeze
 And call life from a cold metal frame
 In with the ashes or up with the smoke from the fire
 With wings up in heaven or here, lying in bed
 Palm of her hand to my head
 Now and forever curled in my heart
 And the heart of the world