9:32pm
Standing in the pouring rain
Loosing my sanity
Loosing my clarity
Leaning against the bark bench
Trying to keep my head up
Above those soldiers in the trenches
With their little metal cups

Remembering what it was like in ’85
Those dark alleys, that piercing eye
There was blood on the ground
But still blue in the sky . . .

9:48pm
Standing in the pouring rain
Loosing my sanity
Loosing my clarity
Crouched under the park bench
Trying to keep my head down
With those soldiers in the trenches
With their knives and pink nightgowns

Remembering what it was like in ’85
Those dark alleys, that piercing eye
There was blood on the ground
But still blue in the sky
Still blue in the sky
Still blue in the sky . . .

Still blue in . . .
Your . . .
Eyes . . .