Cold Day

He's blaming the world for everything that it is

grabbing the broom maid by the hand

but she won't dance with him

oh, don't try me

or I'll bur you temporarily

The chandelier will drop on him

and the ball will go on

the pounding notes 

dancing shoes across his head

don't cry now, he's only dead

let the jester slap him for a reply

so much time flows by

the band breaks for a day

so the congregation can have its say

the body removed

brunt and spread around

to feed the flowers

that welcome travelers into town

but these roses are black

a plaque hung in namesake

so that when the sun sets

and the town realized its mistake

the tide rose

the storm came

the ground shook

the sky fell

they remembered his name

on that cold day in hell