Fire Escape Confession

Thrift-store

mirror selfie on the fire escape

Shared wool

blanket keeping out the

cold Your

soft-launch photo almost made me

stay But the track is turning and the night is old

Is this the final frame?

Or do we play it again?

(do we play it?)

One more track, one more

frame in the dark Sparks on the fire

escape,

leaving a mark Hold on tight before the screen

fades away

(hold on, hold on) We

look like actors on a high-definition screen

Chasing the edit of a scene we should have kept But the

credits roll and the lights turn green

One more

track

Before

we

fade to black

(fade to black...)