Popcorn Lips
It’s been so long since darkness
Meant anything except a way to hide your tears
It takes a while to remember how
To feel something you haven’t felt in years
And if I could I’d forget almost everything I ever knew
But even in a earthquake there are some things still worth holding onto
Like popcorn lips and greatest hits
And driving home alone
Like sunshine eyes and honeyed lies
And pleasure I don’t have the guts to own
It won’t matter years from now which way I jump or how the balance tips
But I will die still holding on to a haunted sky and salty popcorn lips
It’s been so long since life meant
Anything but another day’s survival
There’s nothing much that’s left for me
But a fractured dream, a fantasy revival
And if I could I’d leave behind the man I am and what I failed to be
But running short of options I will settle for the odd euphoric scented memory
Of popcorn lips and a quiet wish
And driving home alone
Of sunshine eyes and sad goodbyes
And sitting up all night lit by the phone
If I could be where my feet are I might avoid these constant stupid trips
But I will die still holding on to a haunted sky and salty popcorn lips