tower

how the fog hangs above

the cityscape

there's a cloud of angels

above your bed tonight

i'm watching through the window

on the fire escape

by the line weighing your laundry

there's ripples in the bed sheets

like waves in a sea

from every breathe you're taking

i'm walking a tight rope

above the city

cars are passing by

beneath my feet

i'm wanting you to walk with me

on this wire

from tower to tower

when the dusk settles in

the torture begins

in my chest the fire won't rest

from the secrets that we kept

there's a symphony of sirens

down on the street

and all of the noise makes my ears ring

these syncopated lights

have convinced my eyes

that i've become hypnotized