we used to go back to your place at night
and stand by the window, watching
as the sky turned
blueblackpurple
a real rainbow
the stars exploding
and cows hopping
when the clock struck midnight but we
were simply background characters,
the story did not depend on
us.
back when the train never stopped
and we never stopped
and we would drive fast cars
draw on walls
beat the pavement with our feet as
we ran
royalty of the night
our crowns made of street lamps.
when the midnight wolves howled
and the midnight children howled
we stomped our feet and howled
like the animals we were
and it was beautiful
and we were beautiful
our bodies made of light
but now the magic is over
the illusion that we could ever be
more than we were
is gone
our bodies return
to the way they were
before
cold
hungry
our bones return to dust
sorry darling but
we are no longer
in wonderland
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 9:42 PM UTC
come on
let's leave this town behind
slip away into the night
we'll catch the first train
to anywhere
or at least
to the end of the line
let's leave all the traces
all the ghosts
of who we were
behind
our bags on our shoulders
an adventure
late night diners
neon signs
loving ruthlessly and
not asking for forgiveness
let's question authority
question ourselves
question the universe
our minds in the clouds
searching for all the anwsers
we're young souls;
hungry,
innocent,
magic,
and the dark sky is calling
our names
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC