Citylights

I can see lights for miles from my seat in the sky The city streets hum like a neon sign But tonight fluorescent lines stay closed Bags in the trunk, tires warm on the road Gold leaf books and stained windows It's been six days it's time to let go They're waiting on a hospital but this is a bar and it's closing-time now I don't handle last calls So take your terminal faith and put your crisis of space into place with the words I've written down I will wait for you Slide into the walls you do My heart hangs to dry under these city lights The ever-absent space in your front room I live in your perfume Scented stone eyes watch the room When I wake up I'm tripping You know I'd rather be slipping back down this iron rod to you. So take your terminal faith and put your crisis of space into place with the words I've written down I will wait for you Slide into the walls you do My heart hangs to dry under these city lights The ever-absent space in your front room I will wait for you Slide into the walls you do My heart hangs to dry under these city lights The ever-absent space in your front room