I tried a-beggin' on the cabin floor
But the churches have run out of candles
Turn one day in the cathedral
I finally lit you a candle
And all along the vaulted halls
The virgins did smile from their mantles
"I keep thinking, you know, that we'd have so much more to say to each other. But this isn't the way to do it. Here, come closer. Why don't we count to ten, love, while the sky is falling."
The brightness outside grew and spread. And screamed.
"I just thought we'd save each other."
"We did, darling, we did."
It's always just that little bit more
That doesn't get you what you're looking for
But gets you where you need to go
But the churches have run out of candles.
9.11.2013
Icarus
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