Saturday, August 22, 2009

Under the Gray Building Sky

Under the Gray Building Sky

There's a sea
We're drowning in
She grabs my arm
says “No beginning, no end”

We're stuck on the bass
The piano beats us down
In another year or so,
we won't be around.

“Stay in town.” she says
“Leave it now.” says I
She drops her hands
All she can do is sigh

I tell her goodnight
at the end of 12 AM
She grabs the door, tells me
“There's no fear at the end.”

The lights are all off
Phones are all dead
And the end is here
Her door clicks
it rings in my head.

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