By chance, have you felt it?
As though you were a somnambulist till you woke up next to me.
Running in circles through your maze of sleep
Finding doorways within every torn seem of your dreams.
Locked with no key is the stale tone of your story.
I can feel you're alone on this crowded street.
So I pull you in close with one graceful sweep,
And we duck within a menacing alley,
Where we would not go, normally.
But tonight, you must know, every shadow feels like home.
And we find home in every chance to be alone.
I find home in every chance to hold you close.
And now I do beneath this tunnel of light focused on you.
This sky has been heard crying,
The evidence, Dark tears dripping down our sides.
And we're breathing heavy, but we swear we're not trying.
I'm biting my tongue to muffle my sighs.
By chance, would you like to dance?
Beneath the street's tall lamps
We sway in time to the roars of the passing cars.
My gift is a dance floor beneath the stars.
All we own can never amount to who we are.
The lamps' bulbs flicker their last lives,
And we're praying tonight, "Please,don't die."
For we need a chandelier in this darkling sky,
Lord knows the moon won't due,
Nor its minions of ill fated love so true,
Armies have fallen where I now hold you.
By chance, have you opened your eyes?
Though I feel I've only ever stood with you beneath this light,
I've missed you all my life.
The resolve of dreams only last for as long as you sleep.
So stay awake with me.
