What if every song ever written
Contained the words
Passed on from the dead
With a guarantee that they find their way
Back to the one
They were written for again
In the glaze of the living
The only truths we know
Are the messages that are sent
From the mouths of the angels
So you’ll know what was really meant
To be said
Resting in the songs of the dead
They’ll find you again
In your end
Joni James copyright 2024