Brazing the night sky again
Fitting it to the lips
Up in the rooftops the signal has come
Steadying his sights again
Knowing visions in
There is no hatred left, the car pulls up
Scattering they fall
He is listening to the sound
Of their screams as he makes his descent
Silence at midday again
Sharing the others' breath
Faces damp hit from the sun
Checking the street again
Shadow on the lip
Drawing the pale form with the blood of their kin
Hands at the door
He is measuring the space
There is someone at the stairs
Sinking her teeth again
Eyes swollen but lit
While the next lines in
Ah, but they share you
They're gracious to know you
And she kicks but they hold her legs
Let out into the yard
Palm trees traced
Against the walls you've known so well
A single row of chairs
Placed at the foot
Oh, you could not prepare
Dust falls on each empty seat you swing
No will again
No shame again