Red Light - The Rumour Said Fire

Red light on me again

A restless jaw repeating my last words

I’m in love with your grace, my tired girl

I’m surprised by the fact that you are in this world

Red light on me again

There are fingers on my forehead’s curve

Let the music begin, they say in twirl

As my eyelids they fall and open in a hurl

And the night on their skin, a screaming birth

And the colorus of red on your shoe

And they read from their books and change the words

Into comfortable lines understood

Red light on me again

A restless jaw repeating my last words

I can see by the frown in your face, girl

You’re OK with the fact that death is in this world