Eve from Hourglass Figure by Children Having Children

Stop the clocks, break out the bottles, come what may
You lure me from the ledge with all my feathers on display
When we're together, it's so easy to obey
We know the way

It suits your purpose to be amorous and vague
I feel the darkest of your darkness stir the depths of my dismay
Such lunatics, my god, our thievery is thick
We know the trick

It's all a technicolor likeness
The smokescreen fills my lungs
As you come out of the woodwork
And speak to me in tongues

Of a shimmering existence
Before we lose the lights
We stare into the bonfire
Then turn to face the night

You hum the siren song that draws me back to war
I'm still conflicted as a citizen, no freer than before
You flash a smile but keep your good eye on the door
We both know you can't be sure

But you've come all this way to see me
I can hurry up and wait
Nostalgia is compelling
But usually too late
That's how we lost our footing
Couldn't keep our stories straight

You'll take the last train back
As the eve cedes the day
And the clock proclaims love's disarray
I’ll steal one last kiss on the stairway
We’ll know what we chose not to say

But it's okay

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