KW

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

[Kyle]

[Trumpet solo]