Doppler

Now, there's no reason these nights can't
   dissemble our daytime woes.
With bottles uncorked, we'll paint
   friendly faces on daylight foes

              The ground's not shaking.
              Your breath's just ragged.
              Faces shine and cities glow...

but, come sunrise, we're flying blind,
   while keeping our heads low.

Still I remember the time that
   we chucked that radio
from that rooftop sinking to
   street level, speakers played Manilow

              Transistors scattered
              Our footsteps clattered
              Down the fire escape we'd go

laughing hard, police up in arms
   alleyways lead us home.

                    We wanted
                     to up and fucking leave

                    But we're tethered
                    to this place by our heartstrings

                    So we're always
                    celebrating our defeats

                    We wanted
                     to up and fucking leave

I'm off and running in circles
   around my own lasting fears
You're off the wagon and just
   rolling dice hung on rearview mirrors

            We're contemplating
             on relocating
             back to those familiar years

but sunrise comes, we're twiddling thumbs
   and hoping stormclouds clear.