headlights approach
through a sunrise blown
I don’t know where they came from
I don’t know where they’re going
I can’t think too much
there’s no room for doubt
so I open the doors and windows
and let the sunset out
silhouettes and shadowed thought
there’s no reason to imagine
they won’t meet in a final reign
one goes down while the other rises up
one gives you tomorrow
and the other sends you pain
I’ve got to keep moving
got to stay one step ahead
of the light that looks to find me
hiding inside my head
I can’t think too much
it’s the only way to win
so I close the doors and windows
and let the serial killers in
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Sunsets And Serial Killers
Posted by Bob at 10:02 AM
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