Midnight pass unto 3 a.m.

This work in progress must be severed

She was perfectly arranged

Until we experienced interruption

At this time tonight she's hiding for her life

Powerless I'd still feel guilty

Raise my hand, stand to defend

But I may be just as dangerous



I've never killed a man / But there's never a bad time to start / Hold your head high you are a proud man / Dust to dust buried in the sand



She sings the words, she's never heard the song

She could have written it in fact she's tried

Hell hath no fury like emotional burn

But we'll see when we get there

Illuminated by interior lights

The overhead it shows me what I need to see

Take the present and slowly unwrap

Power shifts away



So how does betrayal fit you?

Bruises cuts and fingernails

You'll never hear a sound in the silence

As you look straight down








more