When the dead won't lie

 

When you lay alone

and the darkness

is making you feel undone,

like a jumper that's been caught

the threads are unwinding

like the weary clock hands

in moonlight, sighing that the

cycle is never ending.

The wind outside crying howls

as it blows gales

across slate roofing tiles.

Open up your heart,

put a thought of me inside,

I'll keep you company

on those cold frightful nights

when the dead won't lie.

 

When the sounds

of the house

make you jump.

Gnawed fingernails

and startled squeals.

Don't fear the noise

that goes bump.

I'll be there to warn

the ghosts away,

if they start to play

games in the night,

throwing pans,

casting spectral lights.

Just cling on tight

to that piece of me

in your heart.

I'll make sure

the ghosts take the next train

and depart long before sunlight.

 

Just you sleep tight

and I'll keep a watch

over the night,

like the watchman before,

I'll make sure

that no vampires

come knocking

at your door.

I'll keep the werewolves

at ease, they will lay.

peacefully resting

at your feet, until sunlight

becomes

the dawning of day.

I'll never let harm

come close to your shore.

I'll be watching from the cliffside,

all night and all day

Making sure bad tides stay

on the right side

and you can sleep

the fearful night away

peacefully

 

 

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