Scrapbook of Madness

Down the stairway to a warmer room A clear Blue empty nest A portrait of you still hangs On the wall Just a token of our little Madness Your spirit here Spirit Is near I found the map of the universe And letters We had saved Detailed versions of another Excursion Down through the desert states Your spirit Your spirit is near Out through the folds you rush like a child Caught within the blur of an alluring sky I understand you're Moving away Moving out of town next year One day It's too late to live a different life I'm missing you so Much, So Much Memories of you I keep so I can Read the scrapbook of our madness, Madness Down the stairway to a warmer room A clear Blue empty nest A portrait of you still hangs On the wall Just a token our little madness Your spirit Here Your spirit is near