moonbeam

stand up and face it although you're half dead,
try to remember though they've taken your head,
why we sleep fully dressed and rise only from bed...
who did this to us?
who did this to us?

so partial to memory the pearls of our dead
but where do we keep them? put them here by the steps.
while i climb to the top and i find where i am.
Them that can, do; them that can't...