An Atlas of Those Our Own

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