Held In The Arms Of Your Words - Tired Pony

This light at the end of the day

When even the highways seem still

The map in my hands folded shut

There isn’t one magical word

But a carnival of them instead

Like an old silent cinema screen

And in this light you are framed classically

Just a painting that hangs in my head

That I know like the back of my hand

With the sunset the neon awakes

And the cold colours dance on your skin

And finally the modern makes sense… to me

You’re effortless you know you are and all I want to do

Is let you lead me off into the dusk

Our shadows kiss before we do and right here in the dark

I revel in the calm before the storm

The garden is haunted by us

And every mistake that we’ve made

Is at peace cause it lead us both here

The thought that just burns into me

Of you in the ink of the night

Is the breathtaking danger of you

You’re effortless you know you are and all I want to do

Is let you lead me off into the dusk

Our shadows kiss before we do and right here in the dark

I revel in the calm before the storm

This is life, this is all I want from life

It’s the fervour and the tenderness combined

In the dark, in the ever-falling dark

We are anchorless adrift but barely notice