Another night with filter friends

Sitting in the dark

Howling at the moon

That silent

Heartbreaking scream that no one can hear.

 

Amber colored fire to keep my soul warm.

The check will come tomorrow. 

The high price for living low.

 

Slow notes dancing

In ears and eyes

Blue smoke drawing

Out the tears that hearts can't spare.

Time slows down

Like a 45 at 33

 

The snare drum beats like a train that runs

Calling me into the wind

And my heart beats on.