Citylights

I can see lights for miles from my seat in the sky
The city streets hum like a neon sign
But tonight fluorescent lines stay closed
Bags in the trunk, tires warm on the road
Gold leaf books and stained windows
It's been six days it's time to let go
They're waiting on a hospital but this is a bar and it's closing-time now
I don't handle last calls

So take your terminal faith and put your crisis of space into place with the words I've written down

I will wait for you
Slide into the walls you do
My heart hangs to dry under these city lights
The ever-absent space in your front room

I live in your perfume
Scented stone eyes watch the room
When I wake up I'm tripping
You know I'd rather be slipping back down this iron rod to you.

So take your terminal faith and put your crisis of space into place with the words I've written down

I will wait for you
Slide into the walls you do
My heart hangs to dry under these city lights
The ever-absent space in your front room

I will wait for you
Slide into the walls you do
My heart hangs to dry under these city lights
The ever-absent space in your front room