hellocentral

what scares me
is your hands on the chair
and the words that are spoken
hastily
like meteors
crashing into my dinosaurs
and the acid reign of
flower power
sparking and arching
an afternoon delight
hours before the fight
and miles to go before daylight

and is it your foot or mine
in the windowsill
just marking off the time
line after line
and a cross for a day
and a prayer for the dead
and whatever i said
i'm sure i meant to say
at the time

and youre marking off the time
just marking off the time
and biding your time
and making your time
and faking youre alright
just a simple slip of the foot
it can let you know
if youre right or wrong
if the coal is just snow
if the song of the phone
is the only one you know

are you faking you're alright
still shaking off the light
and the dust mites from their home
you have many stones to throw
and many hours to go
before daylight
and many hours to go
before the light.