out where the bright lights are glowing
you’re drawn like a child to a flame
you stare at the bottom of your glass thinking
and to a sky full of stars talking
you close your eyes, and see her,
so close to sight, to touch so far
you laugh as your wine, intoxicating,
fill your veins with butterfly wings
while in distance nearer than hell
demons whisper your native name
with the voice of rushing waters
out where the river is flowing
you drown like steel in the lake
