Be There

Performed by Accidental Bedfellows



Be there, would you
Until the bookshelves stand barren
And the walls reveal secrets
Under damp and faded, peeling
Prints of rose?

Be there, would you
Until the foxes have the fireplace
The brambles seal the doors
And the moths reside
In your old wedding clothes?

Be there, would you
Until the morning does not call
The crusty shades like pennies
In the windows of our house upon the hill

Be there, would you
Until the cars all rest like bulls
The grass entwines the engines
Their rusty eyes still staring
Down the drive?

Be there, would you
Until the floor has turned to flour
And the strays have claimed the oven
And the cupboards hang like
The old man’s broken teeth?

Be there, would you
Until the morning does not call
The crusty shades like pennies
In the windows of our house upon the hill

Be there until
The sky has claimed the staircase,
One banister is all,
Its softened hardwood named
By your young hand?

Be there, would you
Until the morning does not call
The crusty shades like pennies
In the windows of our house upon the hill

~ Brendan Bonsack

What Kind of Yes?
Released January 2015