the second moment in the dark.
the bleaching in our wasted eyes
the smiles crack before we die.
the lusty winking of the stars
that watch us when we leave in arms.
we've got our guns, we're armored up:
the city's lost. we're out to fuck
the streets, the cars, the shambled hours...
we're lost, we're torn, we crash the cowards.
and silently we never sleep
unless the dawn begins to sweep
over the hills we left behind
and catches us... but all in time.
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