The Loss

A dirty baby cries Abandoned on a moonlit drive She holds her arms above her head Crying for her mother, yet There's nobody in sight Fallen from the nest Life is but a test Does no one ever get the answers right? I woke in a sweat A macabre dream I won't soon forget A bitter love bedraggled in mud Had crept into our bedroom Oh, the past demands a debt Our ghosts are never dead Their arms above their heads Wailing at a miscarried moon, 'why?' Rest, my love The nightmare is over Life is but a loss Death is all it costs What a brutal, devastating price