Tender warships;
respect the guidelines;
heal the bruises;
seal the memories.
Drop the glasses
at the shout
of a new chance of arrival
and the best way to depart.
Strike these matches;
burn the spotlight;
condemn the irony
of light turned dark with light
Choke back the masses
of silver scratches;
metal alloy spills
the grayer shade of hearts.

So it spins, disconnect;
turn your eyes from the rest
of the rest.
One last look in the mirror,
your glare of common creature;
never yet the best
of what we'll never be.

Trusting vital sources;
sing a swing of balance;
brush off those thoughtless cares
with the aching in our sides.
The printer's losing ink
in the time it takes to think
of a better chance
we should have taken.
"What if's" block the sighs
of our deeper scars;
shattered reflections
within the waking hours.
Confused beauty
with a sweeter pride;
plastic futures
are our life of crime.

So it spins, disconnect;
turn your eyes from the rest
of the rest.
One last look in the mirror,
your glare of common creature;
never yet the best
of what we wish we'd be.

Born with halos;
died as liars;
screamed as killers;
cried as fighters.
Swore with anger;
sighed with laughter;
ached with glory:
we live happily ever after.