Before the Gloom, Pt. II

Move the fader watch the waves no more money no more flesh

I've loved the last local girl dancing in a yellow cotton dress

Old pains are fading slow in the dry sunlight

starving cathodes glow with fake twilight

Dogs are running wide in the last moonlight

rocket engines coughing blood dying somewhere in the night

and way before the gloom comin' on too strong

I know I saw your shadow

now it's here, now it's gone