Billy Blue

Billy Blue Billy Blue, Your world’s a mess There’s nothing new Billy Blue Billy Blue, Your sheep are shorn Your flower’s few Billy Blue Billy Blue, Your time now warps In shades of grey Billy Blue Billy Blue, That choice you made To run away… Billy Blue Billy Blue, Your worship hollow An empty pew Billy Blue Billy Blue, Your time insolvent Your memories few Billy Blue Billy Blue Last dice to roll Snake eyes stare back Billy Blue Billy Blue, The reaper knocks —your fate unlatched (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)