The Ether Laden Night

Your party dress was clinging to your thigh
As you bent to fix your stocking
Glasses full of spirits
Reflected in your eye as you were talking
Men are all the same
They have you, then they leave
Drinking goes down easy when you're feeling used

The midnight air was cool
Gleaming skyline like it's 1920s old Paris
No one was around
The party had died down
Allow me, Mademoiselle
I'd like to set you free

Your mother was a dancer
She danced for lonesome men
Who came at night to drown in their libations
Your father was a reckless man
With fancy for the road as inclination
Was he an honest man or a gambler passing by?
Do you think of him when you're alone at night?

The midnight air was cool
Gleaming skyline like it's 1920s old Paris
Let me be your angel
And save you from this town
You'll thank me, Mademoiselle
It's better to be free

You lit your cigarette
And crossed your legs for me
While city lights sang you a final lullaby
Your running makeup echoed by
The raindrops on your window 'gainst the the moonlit sky
Was it hard to get through the ether laden night
With only loneliness for warmth when all the men have gone?

The midnight air was cool
Gleaming skyline like it's 1920s old Paris
Soon there'll be no pain
Please don't make a sound
Forgive me, Mademoiselle
I had to set you free