It Only Takes A Flashlight To Create A Monster

I'm back can't find no pulse

on my old street

and eyes only meet mine

for a second

bad impression

I didn't write or call

but I used to be worth waiting for

someone to choose a good excuse

but not anymore



in the afternoon rain

recycling strength and names

the gulls are quiet today

assembling past mistakes

the gulls are quiet today

assembling past mistakes



I was lost I felt caught

stayed indoors counting hailstorms

stepped back

down reduced from friend to acquaintance

summoned up in one short sentence

failed and bitter



in the afternoon rain

my heart's a trial, a boring revival

getting thankfully wasted again

in the afternoon rain

getting thankfully wasted again

in the afternoon rain



in the afternoon rain

recycling strength and names

the gulls are quiet today

assembling past mistakes

getting thankfully wasted again

in the afternoon rain