the night after

 

i saw it coming and started running

but it never seemed to stop

it flashed like a light in the middle of the night

and exploded with a loud piercing pop

the morning hit me and my shirt didn't fit me

and beer cans were bent at my feet

i walked to the kitchen someone started bitchin'

and led me back to the street

cars were passing and hustlers were hassling

every new face that strolled by

i jumped to the street dodging the heat

while my feet did their best to fly

like a circus clown in a strange dark town

i reached for your number and phoned

come save me from this with a smile and a kiss

it's too much to face all alone

you balked and you stalled and said why did you call?

you need to find someplace to stay

the high that sustained us was destined to fall

and the feelings have all flown away.

-- douglas brent smith