kissing you winter evening I don't have the strength to
the weight of the past is cloudy as if it's
there's a cloud stretched over the highway
as I drive
it's there where i had left you
and it's then you
lethargic as it may seem
this closure is all that
we made our plans to meet tonight
under street lights
the ghost in the picture,
the smile on the face,
This stoy keeps writing itself,
pages and chapters of you
this parking lot,
these windows fog transparancy,
this radio dubs all
it's as if you started out on the front page