Screaming Tranquility

Scream to me a lullaby
About life beyond the grave.
Where lovers never dare to tread
And my heart won't be a slave.

Scream, for sweet tranquility,
Of a land without a care.
Where romance is a word forgotten,
And whiskey fills the air.

Scream about the arctic breeze
That puts water in my eyes
Not because my trembling knees,
But the scent that on occasion, rides.

Scream a tune of moving on
As I break to the other side,
And memory cannot recall
The puerile tears I cried.

Scream to me a chorus
That, though haunting, still may guide,
And seems to say "It got you here,
But at least you can say you tried."

Scream to me the melody
I used to scream myself.
And let the sound of choir & strings
Send my mind to Pachabel.

To many it may seem I've given up,
And I might as well.
For the signs recieved from up above,
Scream I'm better off in hell!