To Park a Car

To park a car, never to run, in the dead of night
Sends chills down my arm, things weren’t right
Lights were flashing and bells did toll
Lift up the hood and look down below
You’ll see something that we all did see
Crashed before the highway and discarded decency   

Left to discern the year, make, the model
Is a waste of your time, the road, don’t follow
For it dead ends into a stone wall, a tree
Not sure which is the worse one for me
It really doesn’t matter, it really won’t change
The lives of those left, yes left rearranged

Ever wonder what causes things to go bad?
Ponder the sequence those things that you had?
Amused and abandoned those don’t go together
Thoughts disappear, floating, light as a feather
Put away deep, in time they are forgotten
Leaving the rest in need, now the downtrodden

The sin of omission, the wounds of delay
Brought us here now, on a warm sunny day
The ride was not meant to be anything like this
Stay in place, I promise there’s nothing you’ll miss
Following direction was not in these plans
Here at this point I think all understands

The meaning of it all, the meaning so clear
Only the location, unfortunately so near
To a crash in the darkness, a crash so loud
Nobody heard then entered a crowd
Of people with looks, looks of despair 
But I started looking, probably I thought, there

Silence is not for all, nobody asks, why
The wee little drummer, alone she will cry
Herself to sleep in a bed made of nails
Lost in that moment, blown out on the trails
And through that moment, one stuck in time
Came the voice in the dust, I think it was mine

Because I came not looking for any aide
I did not come here to deaden the pain
To look for an answer to a question not asked
To turn back the clock to a time that has past
To gather the chicks like a hen will soon do
To cancel the threat, to make all things new

This search was different, this one quite real
Looking not for things to stamp with a seal
Or get over the night, the darkness, the sight
Or come back now, to make all things right
No, here is why I came, why I came so far
I came to find a place to park a car

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Craig Krause

Craig Krause

A person with an incredible future who often lives in and revisits the past

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