PEARLS
in the sheen of neon
with a mind of it's own
into motels strung out and luminent
like pearls, girls in the mouth of night
i don't care what time it is
caught in this sulk of dusk
steeped in the sweet liquid of your lips
caught in this sulk of dusk
steeped in the sweet liquid of your lips
we slip from this town
like a sheet into the dark
we slip into speed that sends these city lights
bleeding like bleach into the stars
i don't care what time it is
caught in this sulk of dusk
steeped in the sweet liquid of your lips
caught in this sulk of dusk
steeped in the sweet liquid of your kiss
your voice carries over oceans in the dark
holds the ache and avalanche of night
talks of ships named after women drowned
you know too much about me
and i don't care what time it is
caught in this sulk of dusk
steeped in the sweet liquid of your lips
caught in this sulk of dusk
steeped in the sweet liquid of your kiss
