An Atlas Of Those Our Own - Tiger Lou

A thousand voices weep and moan

As we burn the parts of those our own

We burn the parts

And as the flames so brightly shone

We followed the ashes followed the ashes

Followed the ashes into the unknown

Words of parting heartfelt and dear

Resonates loudly from our group of peers

But as the night grows ever so near

One by one the memories

One by one they disappear

These are the absolutes

Single spaced and neatly proofed

So how does it make you feel

Does it make you tick like I do

Where is it you want me to be

What is it you want me to say

Nothing not a single thing

These simple words lingers like fate

Trying to prove our answers of late

The noise of our homes

The wiping of slates

Keeps me away from the pearly gates

We’ll celebrate sing you a song

Dance on your grave

And every drink will be a toast

Remembering your name

So look for a place where there’s no way

Your eyes could ever reach

Look for a place where there’s no way

Your eyes could ever reach

I will await

I will await

We’ll celebrate sing you a song

Dance on your grave

And every drink will be a toast

Remembering your name

So look for a place where there’s no way

Your eyes could ever reach

Look for a place where there’s no way

Your eyes could ever reach

I will await

I will await

We’ll celebrate we’ll sing you a song

Dance on your grave

Every drink will be a toast

Remembering your name