People We Know

When your eyes are tight now
you see the crash site howl
a crucified morning
people thunder storming
welcome to the heat race
dancers on the red plate
strike while the iron is hot
but you know that it's dark outside
and you have little time to hide
love and disarm now
it will do you no harm now
people we know slip away
feel like a gun head
from things that are not said
you had a Sunday notion
you'd go throught the motions
feeling cross and wavy
you know you couldn't save me
try to retrive me somehow
you want to lay in the morning
and blow around like the chosen one
swinging at the sea stars
living on a memoir
people we know slip away
when you eyes are tight now
you see the crash site howl
a crucified morning
it comes with no warning
where's it going to come from
is it going to feel numb
people we know slip away