killing time

when all the lights go out
and the top of the world is all we have left
and killing time becomes irrellivant
i think of you


and however dangerous it might be
to have such high expectations
when the variety of ruts to fall into here
grows thin
i think of you


the streets of that city i'll someday call home
the light saying goodnight over the sea and trees
the streets come alive
i'll be there
i'll think of you


when the drudgery of killing time
becomes irrellivant during waking hours
you'll be there
a mischeivious wink tugging at your bright green eyes
and i'll be there looking into them
and all i can do is think of you.


falling asleep next to someone else
unable to breath my skin crawling with anticipation
can't sit still
i think of you


and leave wordlessly
not killing time


come home, tune in, turn on, drop out
and drop a rhyme
drop a line
i dream of you