Slinking over the
Mountain
Slow breath
A slow step
Thick fur mats
Hunched shoulders
Moonlight catches
The back
Of the
Beast

Man it's been so long since we've hung out
Too many weeks pass my minds got doubt
It gets harder to tell what you believe in
What you sendin to hell
I just try and get in touch with you
No cell phone no phone calls
Things get confused
But here I am
Still praying for you
Still begging for you
Are you gonna return
Does the difference make a difference
Have you completely fell off
I just ask one thing
I don't care what it is
Come back in one piece

Sitting here
I can wait all day for you
Yet someone's uninterested
In the particular parts
Of everyday life
That don't beat back and forth
Like your clock
Or schedule
I know you just got home
I was here the whole time

Through the city streets I fly
Cutting in and out of buildings
Alley ways and one way streets
The fog thin blankets the city silver
I am masked in this concrete visage
If not careful the city streets will blind you
But I work to peel back this mystery
Of myself and where I came from

A silent emptiness
To rock us to sleep
The phone holds meaning
Only to which it is given
Popping up
Randomly like in bloom
It's hard to pin you down
I want you to see
Painted like a picture
I've kept smudge free

Wet streets
Buildings crumble under humans
Two
Who cannot decide
Thousands must
Die