Mute Tonight

(shh) We park where you said you would.

Not on the couch with the TV muted.

Standing in the doorway,

key in hand Shadows stretch across the hardwood floor

Silent screen is flickering with blue and grey

But you are already

halfway out the door

And the static starts to hum (ahhh)

Here it comes

We are fading in the silent light

Underneath the static sky Leaving footprints on the threshold tonight As the

signal dies

Car keys clinking on the marble console table

Cold air rushing through the open frame

We are actors in a broken cable

Forgetting how to spell each other's name

TV muted

We park where you said (shh)