Park Bench

I was burning through a life on fire
And when you breathe you feed the flame
Only ashes will remain

On a park bench in a city
Sat a faceless winter coat
Told me "Blood is water
You'll deny me later
Hanging Chinese lantern riddles from your trees
When you have no answers
Careful that you don't wake up
Keep dreaming of me
Knowing you'll never understand"

On either side of the river lies
In fields of barley and rye
A clover world that drinks the sky
In the ivory heat of morning, through the mercy of the sun

"You were searching for me
Worshipped stone on hillsides
Saw the shape in the clothesline that could not be the wind
There is something watching?"

And I heard a whispered curse that was on me
As it left or chose to stay

As a child I saw the glory of...
Every tower raised in stone
Built for soul and not for bone
To conceal the dark from sunlight
They could never build too high

And I never solved it...
It was lost in the ether
And I know you've seen my candle in the night
"I will come to call you
And I'll call out the bloodhounds if and when you escape
And try to run from me"