Let's Say Goodbye

Let's Say Goodbye performed by James Navé When the world rounds along mud bound lines Small trees speak. They tell long, determined stories. Can you hear them in the days you inhabit? Wild days. Tame days. Hot and cold days. Sometimes I'm rich and other times I count the last leaves on the thin stems hanging above strangers coming and going to work or from love or into days of hope that demands a small pay now. Moments of flesh or motorcycle dreams or the pull and push of memories hang round the world as the world spins. As it always spins. I live on the long side of time miles away from Las Vegas miles away from the Q train crossing the long bridge. =Miles away from my father's grave. These days the soul is silent in the buried violence of bronze memories. Love comes and goes. Yes, shoes fit and so do shirts and small earrings fashioned by dreamers from New Orleans under the green sun. After the invisible wizards were gone out, names they gave in the last storm were remembered by those who could remember. I was there that day, near the Mud bound lines under the wedding trees. Can you make a wish? A small one. Let's make one together. Touch the prayers of blackbirds. Forget snow. Remember why you long for those distant songs. Why do mysteries forget what you try to remember. I have my keys. I have my dreams. I'll leave soon. Come walk with me to the door, and let's say goodbye.