Bp & the Big Picture - Fever Dream #4

I dreamt of you last night in my hospital bed
Was it you or just a ghost
Alcohol and all the scalpel drawn
Hold my breath don't let go

Scribbled numbers in the book by your bed
Promises to call you later
And in the forest where your trails grown cold
Ashes fill my lungs slow

Death he came just like a friend of mine
Placed the crown upon my head
And at my front door I can still hear you crying
Are you going to come in

I was rocking in my chair all quiet
No one around to say goodnight
And on that tired ground I'd wait all night
For you to come home

A glass of water where my fears can drown
No more hymns for me to sing
Back in bed a lady dressed in white
Close my eyes let's begin

Written by:
Barryphillip Arruda

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