rocketship

Lyrics

When the faintest of wind blows
this soft architecture bows
out of plum and out of plane
to collapse under the strain

Blacking out inner distress
feigning outer otherness

Here are we
possibly
then you're gone

Cold, reflecting plastic glaze
out of time and out of phase
play your wet eyes, flat then sharp
upon hard street logic's harp

Golden ages' song aloft
unheard, supple, pure and soft

Here we are
near/so far
then I'm gone

Here are we
possibly
then we're gone