Requiem Poem by Mark Gannon

When there's noone there,
and there's noone around to see you fall.
wh nthe silence breaks,
and the trees begin to call.
over the bridge, and down the darkened hall.
over the bridge, and down the darkened hall.

when the sky bleeds dark
and u begin to see everything
through its eye
never in my life have you made me feel this high.
never in my life have you made me feel this high.

over the bridge and down the darkened hall,
over the bridge and down the darkened hall,
its over the bridge that you begin to fall.