Dance While the Sky Crashes Down - Jason Webley

The flowers by your bed are wilting

The sun is setting in the west

A fog is covering your eyes

Your stockings are attracting flies

Decay is nibbling at the boards on which you rest

There’s someone waiting at your window

Familiar face without a name

One night he’ll creep in like the mist

To touch your forehead with a kiss

And lead you back into the void from whence you came

We’ve all begun to die, and don’t know what to do

Since it hurts to pray to God, when God is dying too

Takes strength to laugh, when you start to drown

And we dance while the sky crashes down

Like that the earth begins to quiver

And all the oceans turn to black

A ship of maniacs with knives

Are playing Blackjack with their lives

To kill the time until the giant rats attack

It’s raining leprosy and acid

The saints were taken out and shot

When someone proffers you a pear

You sink your teeth in unaware

That just beneath the skin lies pestilence and rot

All that now breathes, and all that you love

All that we weave, will find its way back to the dust

A band of skeletons is playing

Don’t act like you don’t know the tune

Your part is echoed in the path

Of every dead leaf blowing past

Against a counterpoint reflected off the moon

There is a banquet at the table

Exotic cheeses wines and cakes

And every one of us is damned

Until we start to understand

That living is to gorge ourselves at our own wakes

When the stakes are high, best to play the clown

And we dance while the sky crashes down