Satin gloves on a velvet chair
Scent of jasmine in the air
Like a Monstere deluxe bloom
Scented secrets fill the room
The cello hums a low design
I wait for the golden line
Check the glass and check the glow
Telling me it's time to go
Crimson signal in the light
Keeping watch throughout the night
Ruby lipstick, hidden wire
Burning with a secret fire
Sip the gin from a crystal cup
Wait for the target to look up
Like a slow root in heavy clay
I watch the evening drift away
The cello hums a low design
I wait for the golden line
Check the glass and check the glow
Telling me it's time to go
Crimson signal in the light
Keeping watch throughout the night
Ruby lipstick, hidden wire
Burning with a secret fire
Calathea leaves fold in a prayer
Cold static in the lounge air
I track the pulse of every beat
Walking on a steady street
Patience is a gardener's art
Knowing where the branches part
Pruning back the noise and glare
Finding truth in a vacant stare
Crimson signal in the light
Keeping watch throughout the night
Ruby lipstick, hidden wire
Burning with a secret fire
The target turns with a sudden glance
One last step in a formal dance
Like a seed in the winter frost
One wrong word and the game is lost
Crimson signal in the light
Keeping watch throughout the night
Ruby lipstick, hidden wire
Burning with a secret fire
Signal clear.
Rooted deep.
Now we sleep.