We're floating over the district I'm buoyed by winsome esprit The stone arch bridge and the skyline A tilt shift blur to the scene Some headlights highlight the driveway But she doesn't turn to see The details in our periphery While shadows swell and recede
Droll city blocks and curbs They all leave my head unnerved Things felt that probably were Thoughts I would say to her But all lightrails motor fast One glance and a moment's passed View life through tinted glass Left with one printed pass And now it's me and the satellites Halfway home at night Fly from my line of sight I'm sad but it's alright
