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