Under Glass - Musée Mécanique

She can say so easily

Rat me out

Wait and see

What a verse of silent rhymes

We can see

Just can’t speak

I had already gone

She was on her way home

Never should have said

Take what I can get

Take a breath and keep it in

Close your eyes

Keep them still

Rainy day inside your sheets

Rat me out

Stay with me

I had already gone

She was on her home

Never should have said

Take what I can get

Strung across the space between

Strings of glass

Shuddering

Who are we imagining?

In our chests

Fluttering

I had already gone

She was no her way home

Never should have said

Take what I can get…