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