in the blue of twilight

i can taste the tannin in your stare
it peers down a road to somewhere
miles that try to escape themselves
by backing over innocent by-standers
are drunk in your glare

momentous occasion grow small
in the deepening blue of twilight
collapses on itself like on old ferris wheel
rusted air rises in the rapids of the aftermath
i know i've paid for this ride before

glimmers of tomorrow sparkle coy
you nasty thing, you dirty hope you
i’d buy you a drink from the other end of a dusty bar
if i could only make eye contact
present obscured in a muddy mirror

but hark, i hear the angels calling
they reek of opportunity laced with fear
their screams smell like syrup and flint
wings burn when touched and explode beautiful
shower me in amber ropes of light

wrap me red
heal the head
make a boy’s smile shine
in the deepening blue of twilight
in the maddening blue of twilight