Testo Your Gravest Words

All these

Words trip

Over cracks in the sidewalks

uptown, one year, I"m distantly distressed
I'm finally, coming close to ghost

I"m dancing, on your gravest words

I'm toasting all the coldest stares,

all the loneliest of eyes



I am, a satellite, never getting signals right

you are, a constellation

I can barely make you out tonight


The city lights are burning too bright



I cut, and paste these, sections of maps into my days

sunspots, almost feverish, can you feel me shivering?

I'm finally, breaking out of orbit

I'm clinging, to your finest words



I'm draining all the angry glares,

all that's building up inside



And the dreamers walk slowly through the crowd nothing can stop us now