Closing Sign

I see them all Lonely Stepping slowly over My eyes Can't help but cry Hear me near me oozing Bloody message Fine Walking stalking, looking For signs Closing, fixing, turning Away to die Can't help this time But when roadside street signs House the gods own Mite Through the bile So we wait for A smile From the walkway The kitchen floor I see them all Bloody Honey Only backwards Open signs Then you say Hows the light?