Fingers To The Keyboard, Bullet To The Heart

I woke up far away and didn't know which to reach for first... the light or my head. I walked into a city of bright lights and fairy-tale promises. My reflection in passing windows wasn't me at all. It was you. I kept my hands in my pockets. Rain drops floated down and into my eyes to hide my feelings for this place.

In my pocket I found a pen. I wrote '"where are you?'s" along every street light so maybe you could catch shadows. There's something wrong here. I found pieces of the sun along the sidewalk. The moon hasn't moved all night. Every poster and billboard is pictures of us.

Last night I had a dream that I found a string around my wrist that led deep into the sky. I pulled it down and every star crashed into the pavement. Walk away from this disaster already. I decided to skip stones and knocked the city over. I ran as far as I could only to find derailed trains and crashed airliners.

Right now I see you and I dilate.