Purple Cage by Yea Big

You always could make the most,
of these words.
I'll play the role of a ghost,
and observe,
while the animals circle,
a lonely cabin in the moon's glow.
Animals wait at the door,
safe and sound for now,
so wake up,
to a house you don't know,
and faces,
faces,
that want answers you don't.
Vacant,
vacant.
Take the trouble for the good ones.
Oh, I'm somewhere in the blank stare.
And I'll wait for the moment,
from years ago.
(Like 50 oohs)
hold your candle to the window.
Oh, the flicker of a dim glow.
Can you hold,
safe in your arms all the years left to go?

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