Familiar Face

Familiar face
Staring right back again
Never to say
What I was busy doing today
Ever closer to the empty space
 
Resident noise
Won’t leave my head tonight
Followed the voice
It said first impressions are all over
Need to see this under light
 
Snuck into the old farm
Sat up high upon the wall
Is it all over
On account of ideas gone 
Bundled up with such care
Made you think there could be more
Read a lot of stories
But there’s none out here for sure
 
Living with the comfort
Knowing all was not in vain
Hanging from the rafters
Are the flags we used to claim 
Cut into the old ties
Let ‘em curl onto the ground
Set a lot of warnings
But they all refused to sound