Down Slowly Poem by Scott Davenport

Well the lights they go down slowly

as she's walking out the door

oh and they're lining up like soldiers

going off to fight the war

And all the colors look like fireworks

in the skies she knew before

But the nights can't hide the days

whoa, and the tears roll down her face

and the light hits those eyes

while she's dying to say

Just take me away

The fog sits soft like blankets

and it's drowning out the glow

you can hear voices loud and singing

out a song nobody knows

but to her it sounds like home

But the nights can't hide the days

whoa, and the tears roll down her face

and the light hits those eyes

while she's dying to say

Just take me away