Rain on the Neon Glass

The city arms like a secret

I can't keep;

Neon drips through the window while

I barely sleep;

Your silhouette is a ghost in the back of my mind;

I chase the shape of your name through the smoke and wine;

And every rain drop taps the glass like a warning;

The love can fade before the dawn comes calling;

I hold the quiet like

I'm matching the dark;

Trying to light up the cold in my heart;

But I keep breathing;

Through the thunder and the grey;

Even when the night won't give me shadow back today;

If I'm lonely, let the echo sing me home;

In this slow electric heartbeat, I'm not alone;

Let the rain write our goodbye in silver lines;

A muted guitar cuts a ribbon through the hush;

While the bassline pulls like a tiger that can trust;

I dance with the memory, funky and worn;

Spinning through the static of the life we were born;

Every rain drop taps the grass like a warning;

The love can fade before the dark comes calling;

I hold the quiet like a match in the dark;

Trying to light up the call in my heart;

But I keep breathing;

Through the thunder and the grey;

Even when the night won't give a shadow back today;

If I'm lonely, let the echo sing me home;

In this slow electric heartbeat, I'm not alone;

Let the rain write our goodbye in silver line;

If you hear me in the static, in the steam, in the wires;

I'm the amber in the wreckage, the ghost in the fire;

Let the piano carry what the words can't say;

Till the morning washes all the ache away;

But I keep breathing through the thunder;

And I'm great;

Even when the night won't give you

Santa back today;

If I'm lonely, let the echo say me home;

In this slow electric heartbeat, I'm not alone;

Let the rain write our goodbye in silver light;

And the rain keeps calm on the roof of the night;

I let go of your name and

I hold on to the light;

Just a heart, just a pulse that

I ride;