Your words grew out of the silence

to shelter your ceramic thoughts.

The sun made love to December

to melt away your opens arms.



Last night the lights went out in your house

and the clock turned black.

And every time it flashed, you saw me blink

and it was midnight forever.



I rode through town to your front door

on the horse of a different color.

My dream told me this was Kansas

and you'll never find me here, you'll never find me here.



Last night the lights went out in your house

and the clock turned black.

And every time it flashed, you saw me blink

and it was midnight forever.



I've always loved the things you'd say

not knowing what they mean to me.

Some embers fail to burn my skin

just rekindle stories I wish to tell