Somber Echo Festival

I'm firing all accomplices
I'm firing off assonance in a sonnet
That breaks through the bedroom windows and into the congregating swarms
Debating forms and policies
While the fading warmth between my doors is killing me

I'm shooting through the ceiling in my wedding bell tuxedo
I can't help but cut a pillow from the clouds and hide away from everyone
Who helped me in light of my sparkling spine
And I'll say I'm fine, retire to my chambers and have a somber echo festival there

Gravity is clinging to my ankles
As I'm swinging from an Elm tree at the corner of a property that grandma left behind
And I feel unmoved by the waxing moon, illuminating proof that the dawn is gonna come after all

We enter a cathedral somewhere deep within the Rockies and there's a ten-year-old throwing all his Bubblegum at the Sergeants passing by. And at the organs keys, he makes them scream
But it say it's fine, swallows patience and sighs, and has it's somber echo festival there



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Gilland
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