Hours of Life

Hours of life
Shadows of gold cast for our eyes
In a tall and darkened wood-
We're looking up to see the skies
City walls
Between which gamblers jump and play
That swim in bathe in fear pulling us away

But I'll find you again
Though we may have separate ends
And hide with you
'Til the day breaks on our skin
At some corner store
By a field on a dirt highway
That steers us deep all through the day

Reels of film-
Found on a dusty attic floor
We light the fading days
Of a time that's lost before
Of beat up cars
With narrow wheels and men with guns-
Closing in beneath the streetlamps as they run

And although we're both afraid
I am with you all along
As we cut through a park-
Where an old man strums a song
Of a love that thought him lost
And went her way with no goodbye
He sings of his pain but he never cries
He knows he'll be with her soon on the other side

From these trails we soon depart
We're keeping our hands clasped in the dark
A misty autumn breeze settling around
But we know the day will come
To light a path that heads our way-
And steers us deep all through the day