Home Early, This Time
When’s the last time you played six? These numbers ‘oh numbers, soon they’ll be zero. I’ll kiss you on the highway if there’s sparkle in your face. When the the door clicks shut the story’s not over, and I miss you. Listen to me in the place, in case. Soon I’ll be back when we don’t understand, But there’s songs and we’re fans, and I’ll stand if you stand. Oh god, I’m so sorry. I’m not...
We Will Sing Synths
I dance in this city to the electronic melt: wires, small fires and broken buttons. One sided snaps to to the beat and this slide no one can keep up with. Forgive me father, for I have sung along. In the buzz, I’ll scream your lungs out, and you’ll laugh at the sweet-breathing release. We’ll sing synths. The drinks are strong and my heart will be sour ’til morning. I promise I’ll let it all go...