when that brilliant light escapes you
will you see your soul transpire?
when the strings of spacetime overlap
will you visit me for awhile?
can you remember the smell of the air that night?
dead leaves lined the gutter, we stood under the streetlight.
on both our faces, wrote lies of confusion
in both our minds, we knew no illusions
we knew truth then, as we know it now
but can you still smell the scent of autumn anyhow?
2 decades later and i still drown in envy
looking up past the streetlight, you looked down at me.
a nervous smile crossed those unaged lips
a burst of light and that's where my mind slips
we know truth now, as w