the chapel

the chapel by anelephantcant

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the chapel

outside the ruined chapel
I grieve for my lost friend
I see death all around me
there’s only one way this can end

I remember my eyes were once light blue
though it’s been a thousand years
these days they’re always dark and red
the product of a thousand tears

I have left my jacket somewhere
I know it’s going to rain
now there is no way back to you
I have long since missed my train

I painted exquisite portraits
showing elegance and grace
but no lady wants to buy them now
they always show your face

there’s a crush around the cash-line
there’s no way to reach my money
the Greyhound bus sprints from the gate
I no longer find me funny

the east wind smuggles winter
across the bleak grey sea
but I no longer have the magic
that can charm you back to me