Locked Out of the Magic Theater - Such Gold

Oncoming traffic drowned the sound out

From my apologetic tone and left you staring at me

From across the road I thought we both had crossed

Another case of absent-mindedness on someone’s part

Another failed connection

I’ve never felt the burn of so many eyes, so non-existent, non-existent

You leave me, a perfect evening, things just change like altitude

I go from savage disregard to worrying if I’ve been rude

So can you meet me in the middle?

Can you meet me in the fucking middle?

I sway so often side to side

Back and forth past the middle

I can’t find

I always try

To be the wolf who doesn’t bite

To stop hating what I love in all your sides

Oncoming traffic-severed evenings

And I’ve never felt the burn of so many non-existent eyes

I’ve never felt the burn of so many non-existent eyes

No one’s on first and as the lights they go down

But can you meet me in the in-between?

No one’s on first and the lights are going down

Can you meet me in the in-between?

No one’s on first and the lights are going down

Can you meet me in the in-between?

No one’s on first and the lights are going down

Can you meet me, can you?

So can you meet me in the middle?

Can you meet me in the in-between?

Pick one of the countless sides I’ve seen

Just promise me you’ll stop changing

And I’ll condition all my sides

And I’ll go right on swaying

Lights go down