Tonight. There. Trust.

Don't fade.

Don't fade.

Don't fade.

Don't fade;

Weakness.

Walking under an indigo night
The clouds like ghosts in the sky
Running their hands through sprinklers
Making up stories about murderers



It's been weeks, dear, it's been months
And these pages are cracking with age
Crawling back on dusty knees
Clear the calculator and find poetry in a wordless song
Poetry in a scream

Eyes.

And she sings
And her world comes to life
When you hear it in her voice
Then you see it through her eyes
The verses turn to pictures
And we all realize
The world's whirl is a symphony
And she listens with her eyes

Field.

And in the end,

Time brushes past itself again

Moments bleed through our skin

Age is but an honest friend

You were ablaze tonight

Walking through a field of light

We send up streaks of fire

And they melt into the sky

The love, the fear

Just to not have you near

Dragging my architecture here

Leaning on stars ever clear

Phantasm.

Lenses in the trash

It's the first and I'm flying

It's the first and I'm falling 

The stars are a haze

Round one