The Day After

Such pretty gleaming powder,
With traits of speed and blow,
Makes the music pound out louder,
For last night's impending show,

Altered minds destroying time's flow,
There is magic in this moment,
In this precious Afterglow,

Warmth and love surrounding,
Hot blood spread from head to toe,
Pleasure over-abounding,
Yet I dosed a day ago,

Altered minds destroying time's flow,
There is magic in this moment,
In this precious Afterglow,

My ears severely ringing,
In the silence like the snow,
But somewhere inside I'm singing,
Letting feeling ebb and grow,

Altered minds destroying time's flow,
There is magic in this moment,
In this precious Afterglow,

For seconds I am lonely,
But that's not for you to know,
Because when I think "if only...",
I'd still want you to go,

Altered minds destroying time's flow,
There is magic in this moment,
In this precious Afterglow,

I could drown in all this feeling,
Rapid highs amidst the low,
Or I could just stare at the ceiling,
Conspire 'gainst a foe,

Altered minds destroying time's flow,
There is magic in this moment,
In this precious Afterglow,

And even if the answer's "no",
You won't see me bent-down in woe,
I'm still going, I'm still glowing,
Ensnared by precious Afterglow...

Interest if Only Temporary...

I haven't written for you yet,
That doesn't mean I would regret,
A chance for me to look about,
Probe your mind- figure you out.

I'm not saying that we'll date,
Odds are we won't procreate,
Maybe a kiss, maybe more,
Who knows what there is in store?

But I like leaving things to chance,
And with Bacardi, I can dance,
With some more, hell- I can sing,
And whisk off to some petty fling,

That's all I want, a shallow tryst,
To plunge my soul into the mist,
To purge my body of it's pain,
And hope I won't see you again.

The Vibe on South 13th

Rain won't wash away the sin,
Or smells of sex and sweat,
Smoke won't take the taste away,
Not one chance to forget,

The car ride home is droll and dead,
Your ears are ringing too,
Drunkenness in that stage of dread,
Thinking of you, and you, and you,

Cry a bit- then shake it off,
Baby, hollow out your soul,
Expel that last cigar-filled cough,
You've reached your bed- your goal,

Peel off that shirt stuck to your skin,
If you manage- take off your pants,
Lay in bed; cold and thin,
Remember that last kiss and last dance,

You smell like that hormone-ridden club,
Your neck is marred and blue,
Give those tired eyes a rub,
I'll dream of all of you.