The Devil's Due
Words by Bryon Bowers
She jumped up
I said no
She got down
and chewed my toe
Dancing on the trampoline
fighting a demon she's never seen
the kids giggle and shout
this is what it's all about...
shadows of leaves dance on the water
sending ripples to the slaughter
Summer passes way too quickly
Ice cream drips down really sticky
Where are you napkins
Where did you go
I'm lost without you
I need you so
Sundown sparks a toothbrush tantrum,
Fears of drills and masks to ransom.
Tales of needles, numbing dread,
Dance like shadows round their bed.
Life is a series of stories we tell ourselves
Made of Fragile eggs and Christmas elves
Live life well knowing much of what you do disappears along with you
Down the stairs we go,
The devil's due only you know