These Nights

These nights have only just begun. I sharpen treasured ore for you. Back in the day we shared the wine, every drop was our blood in disguise.
These days have only just begun my clock is striking
midnight hour. Happy getaways and island paradise displays.
The Tarot card was staring down. Knock knock
knock on my devil door. If everybody’s here then raise your hands and disappear. With open arms I caught my pray. With closing hands I prey for you.
I thought I heard the stable say “light one up and pave the way”. With every molecule of hope, I felt atomic waves decay.
Translation: everytime I crunked I felt like shit the next day.
These nights have only just begun. I polish treasured
gold for you. Back in the day we shared the wine, every drop was our blood in disguise.
These days have only just begun, on running streets
I wait for you. Wholesome time decay and witness protection displays. With plastic souls I heard your heart defibrillating
at the mark. Never meant it cause the heart darts turn compulsion into art.


© 2008 Radical Turf Publishing