The Past and Pending

As someone sets light to the first fire of Autumn
We settle down to
Cut ourselves apart, yeah
You cough and twitch from the news on your face
And some foreign candle
Is burning in your eyes, your eye

Held to the past, too aware of the pending
Chill as the dawn breaks
And finds us up for sale
Enter the fog, another low road descending
Away from the cold lust
Your house and summer time

Blind to the last cursed affair
Pistols and countless eyes
Trail of white blood betrays the reckless route your craft is running
Feet to the sun, turn into words
Dousing an ancient torch
Loiter the whole day through and lose yourself in lines dissecting love
Love

Your name on my cast and my notes on your stay
Offer me little but doting on a crime
We've turned every stone and for all our invention
In matters of love lost
We've no recourse at all, at all

Blind to the last cursed affair
Pistols and countless eyes
Trail of white blood betrays the reckless route your craft is running
Feet to the sun, turn into words
Dousing an ancient torch
Loiter the whole day through and lose yourself in lines dissecting

Yourself in lines dissecting
Lose yourself in lines dissecting
Lose yourself in lines dissecting
Lose yourself in lines dissecting
Lose yourself in lines
Lose yourself in lines dissecting
Lose yourself in lines dissecting
Lose yourself in lines
Lose yourself in lines