Still of Night

In the still of the morning 

When the the world is bright a new

Beer glass through window pane 

Is when I think of you 

Tan, yellow, bluish red

Blood sucking vampires when I’m alone in your bed 

A factual impulse

You know it all too well to be true

Where knights and pirates dance a freely 

With hurting knives to few

I know the sun has brought you up 

But so has still of night

Copping cop cars

Fucking models 

If I can ever get that right

Pushing further

Continuum Pandemonium 

Let’s think of you in air 

My fingers shake 

And shake for you 

When I run them through your hair 

Hold me tightly, slowly

Save me from abyss

Further proof that nothing perfect starts without a kiss 

Magnetic magnets

Green to green 

But also there in twos 

Feel it coming

Stop at nothing 

All of this is out of youth 

But time won’t age us

Try it might 

Fuck the bitch who missed her flight

To purposely hurt her 

And the the world sold her

In the still of night