Future Foe Scenarios

"But when the night is over and the walls start linking
When fire starts to matter and the clocks still sinking
Cliches and other chatter keeps our minds from thinking

Our minds keep thinking it's alright

That's when it turned on me
A motorcade of 'meant to be's’
Parades of beauty queens
Where soft entwines make kindling
These many detailed things
Like broken nails and plastic rings
Will win by keeping me
From speaking to my new darling
And there's no way to know
Our future foe scenarios
That's when it turned on me
Where bobby pins hold angel wings

It's alright"

I badly wish I was at the show tonight. Instead of another night at home by myself. But at least I'm hearing it through my cell phone.