Eight, Then Out

Town was two below freezing

You were dressed for July

Made a frame with your fingers and took a picture with your eyes

No time for second guessing

As we both jumped the gate

Took a sobering breath in and held it for a count of eight

Last I heard, you were leaving

For somewhere down by the coast

Someone said you'd been seen in some indie music video

Now I can't pass your parents'

Without my mind playing tricks

I catch myself counting seconds whilst trying to make the image stick

Oh my god, who's casting that silhouette on the drive?

Foot down as fast as I can before I figure out it's yours

Can't untrace these lines

Yeah, we are untethered

It's better

I swear

Not out of mind but out of sight

Had the world at your fingertips

Embraced the doubt as it lingered in

You were built for much bigger things

Believe it

In the right kind of light you could be iridescent, effervescent, something to sing about

Something more than this fucking town

You've been holding it in now let it out