Rain taps the windshield skin
Meter ticks where night begins
Fare smelled of ozone and gin
Parked where the bell rope's thin
We both know the way back
To the ember's last crack
White feathers on black stone
This shrine ain't our home
Talon clicks on cracked bell tower
Counting seconds losing hour
Pellet coughs at midnight hour
Same cold wind same dead power
We both know the way back
To the ember's last crack
White feathers on black stone
This shrine ain't our home
You blink that inner lid slow
I shift gears got nowhere to go Nictitating membrane show
Two strangers in the undertow
We both know the way back
To the ember's last crack
White feathers on black stone
This shrine ain't our home
Flame gutters spitting gold
Stories left half-unfold
Dawn cracks the horizon's mold
Two ghosts warming in the cold
We both know the way back
To the ember's last crack
White feathers on black stone
This shrine ain't our home
We both know the way back
To the ember's last crack
White feathers on black stone
This shrine ain't our home
Yeah we both know the way back
Meter stops its clicking
Wing beats stop their ticking