Vandiver - Dressed for the Mourning

I'm dressed for the morning
Day one of my afterlife and I
Look down on my body
Still trying to prove he's right
About something
No one cares about
But he'd read it on the internet
That everything that they believe is wrong
And all I'm regretting,
Is all of those things I did and said
That sound like complaining
But I just wasn't explaining myself right
In conversations
Cause my throat would tighten up
When I felt strongly on a subject
And I'd rather make an enemy than cry
Look out of my window
Where all of those wildflowers grow
And sway to the wind blow
Just like my hips when I was young
And I could give myself to any
Situation having never
Even though about
How I am gonna miss it all so much
But I have quite the life now
No gravity pulling down
Can't tell if I'm aging
Cause there's not a clock around
And God broke all the mirrors
And he rippled all the waters
All my shame it is, if nothing else
Just ugliness reflecting on its self
I'm dressed for the morning
And I plan to be nude by noon
And you will only see through me
Unless you are also nude
See it's just that kind of heaven
You envisioned in your youth
Except nobody here is pretty
And no mind of anybody seems to care
To care
To care
To care
To care
To care
To care
Look into that lens there
At all of those microscopic beings
That come from who knows where
God we are full of living things
And I remember then
If only for a moment
If I leave my mind too open
Then my soul might get the chance to fly away

Written by:
Andrew Hammond

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