tonight...
Where do we go from here?
The road [bad word] falls has reached the end. And now, we're digging in the sand.
They're promising that help is on the way.

Love, Confession number 1.
impossible, and sorry.
and judge, can you look the other way?
some things are best unsaid.

And now, where can we go from here?
when all the morning birds have gone away
two wrongs won't navigate tonight.
the afterlife is on in the end
the afterlife is ours in the end.

Love, don't look me in the eye.
Just wash it all, down.
and judge, can you let me know the way?
we're outa here, straight outa here.

Somewhere, down buried in the sand.
two birds give out a song
and all [bad word] falls is singing along.

tonight...