He watched the sparks just flicker bare   Into the void of ..midnight..’s stare   Her patient focus; he couldn't return   Like staving hounds chasing a scent   Young blood will never rest   As two hearts raced each drip of sweat   She dreamed of love   He spoke of consequence   When daylight broke her mirror drew   A lonely picture of desperate truth   A portrait of a restless city’s where no one will scream   That there is a reason for hope to be   Burning like their cigarettes   A streetlight silhouette of love   Smoked her trust down to the filter   Like breathe into the winter sky   Her thoughts had taken flight   Above the steel and concrete cracks   That held her degratation   Back to those bustling high school halls   Where the boys would sing her name as the last dance called   That stir of blood, those butterflies   Dift by so fail, ghosts to the night   And she believed Love was a dream just small enough to come true   I still dream