Angelic voices and devilish figures.
Such dangerous creatures come out in the night.
There’s no one to save you,
The homies slipped too.
Like “fuck, what’d I get myself into?”
As the Captain of ship,
dude that planned the whole trip.
You would think that I’d keep us on course.
But on islands of thought, so far from the mainland,
I’d let my brothers drift astray.
There was noise all about, from my boys in and out, when I heard someone singing along.
As I turned there she was almost singing to me,
in a way that was hard to resist.
Being drawn to the sound, I approached with a smile
her voice now the only I hear.
The air became heavy, the closer I got, then the music and voices all fade.
It was silence now loudest, as I stood right in front her
feeling myself grasp for air.
Just standing and watching as I reached for something
that’s no longer meant to be had.
All I hear now, is wailing the sirens are calling
from sunset to sunrise across the horizon.