Nonesense.....rip

So long ago 
now you come
to see

looking for the one
you love
dying in sin 

You step in shoes of gold

in the morning light
so clear
you kneel

to tell your purpose of this

evil now echoes in ripples
of the piano playing

clean and clear
to the morning truth

within your heart 
the gentle finger tips the scales 

it was time 
It was ......time

you ripped it to death.
in your mind.