Tech Detour

I am thinking it’s a sign
that the freckles in our eyes
are mirror images
and when we kiss they’re perfectly aligned

And I have to speculate
that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes
like puzzle pieces from the clay

And true,
it may seem like a stretch,
but Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled head
when you’re away when I am missing you to death

When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
the radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great heights,
‘come down now,’ they’ll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
‘come down now,’ but we’ll stay…

I tried my best to leave
this all on your machine
but the persistent beat
it sounded thin upon listening

And that frankly will not fly.
You will hear
the shrillest highs and lowest lows with the windows down
when this is guiding you home.

Our Time is Running Out

I think I’m drowning
asphyxiated
I wanna break this spell
that you’ve created

you’re something beautiful
a contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction

you will be the death of me
you will be the death of me

bury it
I won’t let you bury it
I won’t let you smother it
I won’t let you murder it

our time is running out
our time is running out
you can’t push it underground
you can’t stop it screaming out

I wanted freedom
bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
but I’m addicted

now that you know I’m trapped sense of elation
you’d never dream of
breaking this fixation

you will squeeze the life out of me

bury it
I won’t let you bury it
I won’t let you smother it
I won’t let you murder it

our time is running out
our time is running out
you can’t push it underground
you can’t stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?