Our Darkness - Anne Clark

Through these city nightmares you’d walk with me

And we’d talk of it with idealistic assurance

That it wouldn’t tear us apart

We’d keep our heads above the blackened water

But there’s no room for ideals in this mechanical place

And you’re gone now

Through a grimy window that I can’t keep clean

Through billowing smoke that’s swallowed the sun

You’re nowhere to be seen

Do you think our desires still burn

I guess it was desires that tore us apart

There has to be passion

A passion for living, surviving

And that means detachment

Everybody has a weapon to fight you with

To beat you with when you are down

There were too many defences between us

Doubting all the time

Fearing all the time

Doubting all the time

Fearing all the time

That like these urban nightmares

We’d blacken each other skies

When we passed the subways we tried to ignore our fate there

Of written threats on endless walls

Unjustified crimes carried in stifled calls

Would you walk with me now through this pouring rain

It used to mingle with our tears then dry the hopes that we left behind

It rains even harder now