Infinite Cities - Francis Preve, The Bright Light Social Hour

Standing without places

Rotation into phases

Neon constellations

Echoing the nameless

Cities without limit

Carpeted and endless

Quilted emigrations

Moonrise in our faces

Stay until we call it home

Stay until we call it home

Distant western gazes

Swollen hearts in vases

Fugitive embraces

Packed away in cases

Comfort is a siren

Radiant and instant

Scattered by the movement

Moonrise in our faces

Stay

Stay until we call it home

Stay until we call it home

Stay until we call it home