Smoke After Midnight

Rain turns the streetlights into bruised gold

I move like a secret nobody sold

Your shadow lingers where the cold winds pass

And I let it fade like a cracked back glass

The room is a tide with a cigarette glow

My pulse stays quiet, it refuses to show

I hear your name in the static and steam

And I lose it again in the edge of a dream

Smoke after midnight

I drift and I drown

Soft as a whisper

That won't settle down

Smoke after midnight

I don't make a sound

Just a cold little ghost

In a rain-heavy town

The trumpet bends like a wire in the dark

One thin line cutting through the rain's slick spark

I keep my distance, I keep my disguise

Half in the mirror, half out of my eyes

Smoke after midnight

I dressed and I drowned

Soft as a whisper

That won't settle down

Snoke after midnight

I don't make the sound

Just a cold little ghost

In a rain-heavy town