Loosen the wire, your time has expired,
the only word left is “goodbye.”
In my new dream the light's shining on me,
little needles of sodium unstitch the seams of the sky.
Hold your head higher, the heavenly choir
is settling in for the night.
And where I had friends I am left with loose ends;
four hours of vision exchanged for four hours of fright.
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 2:03 PM UTC
Loosen the wire, your time has expired,
the only word left is “goodbye.”
In my new dream the light's shining on me,
little needles of sodium unstitch the seams of the sky.
Hold your head higher, the heavenly choir
is settling in for the night.
And where I had friends I am left with loose ends;
four hours of vision exchanged for four hours of fright.
