End of the Rainbow

If you find the end of the rainbow

You will find where legs dangle low

In a noose, swaying back and forth through the wind

The color is only red at the end of the rainbow

Where I hang from my neck, I see blurry from losing circulation 

Never had i thought how beautiful it could be

At the end of the rainbow, there is a tree

Many had found it just as me

All the same fate, hanging their head

So much twine, so much dread 

Find a way to the end of the rainbow

That's where I'll be

Bring some twine, build a noose

So you can hang with me

Enjoy the sight, get rid of your fright

And swing from the blood red rainbow tree
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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