Jeffrey Foucault Street Light Halos
Goodbye I'm leaving
This house and this country for home
And a heart full and aching with wonder
To reap every seed I have sown
If the time were not now I think I might stay
Right here with my feet on the ground
But the sunset is flown away to the west
And it's her I must follow on down
Her I must follow on down
In my heart I run down to December
Late night lonely the clouds are all gone
And the stars like pinpoints they shine through
Streetlight halos for angels unborn
And alone in my room as I am right now
I can almost see calling your name
And as memory fades into intention
They seem to be one and the same
They seem to be one and the same
Maybe every man's heart is a graveyard unkempt
And the lines on his face mark the stones
But I saw in your eyes some part of my soul
And I swear I will make you my own
