As soliders march toward a smokey horizon
Leaving footprints in the dust and decay.
The sky is filled with soot
And everything glows a dusky brown.
I saw this happen in my head
When I was a child.
Everyone was silent and marching
Along the trail to the end of the world
Where fires loomed in the distance
And not even tears could aleviate it's fury.
I shake my head in wonderment
As everything around me fades.
Off in the distance a man prays on his knees.
(I do not understand salvation)
But I cry for him as he lays down and dies.
It's almost my time to go, too
I can feel myself somewhere else.
But before I blacked out
You tapped me on the shoulder and hugged me tight.
Your face was the last picture in my mind.
And just before I fall away forever
I smile to myself,
And thank you
For giving me the most perfect life.