The Five Ghosts

When I was a little girl the world was small to me

All the light in my life filtered softly through the trees

The shadows in the photographs

Five ghosts who followed me

I was only truly frightened once

They called my name and said they wanted me

Oh, what a beautiful day to try to die

Oh, for one sweet second without the eye

When I grew in age and fame and traveled through the world

All the rives of the city like flags of blue unfurled

Me pressed against the railing

Me taken to a room

Me breaking in the morning

Dark with a sense of coming doom

Oh, what a beautiful day to try to die

Oh, for one sweet second without the eye

Now I have grown old and all my grace and beauty gone

Five ghosts surround my garden, I don't tell them to move on

I walk deeper into shade now

That dappled light again

I see you standing at the gate

My one and only friend

Oh, what a beautiful day to try to die

Oh, for one sweet second without the eye