From Now On - Vetiver

For old times sake

He pressed his luck

Unconvinced by very much

An honest man

Whose instincts failed

To belie his views

A veil, blind enough to see

From now on

Few secrets wear their disguise

I know where you stand

Weary of suggestion

An open hand

So where are we tonight?

Take me there

Voices raised, glasses high

Moving to a sound, barely lit

Finally time loses sight

Wanders off home

Leaves me to pay the bill

Pay up!

It’s your turn

From now on