Tuesday, August 25, 2009

And Then There Were Flashing Lights


The flashing lights come from everywhere

And I see you standing there

Do you know its me that stares

Someone in this shallow world cares.

I can see that you are shy

And that tonight you cried

I see a tear still in your eye

Will it hurt just to try?

I approach you as the song plays

Let the rhythm carry us away

To another day

Where together we could play.

Yet this night soars of a distant cold

And I know we are far too old

To dream of something this bold

So my extravagance begins to fold.

The flashing lights continue to sing

They remind me of everything

That I use to bring

And that I was something.

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