we got hot and died

The wind is warm; It shows us the way. The moon is full, the sky is gray. A train light.. I see it far, far away. We travel tomorrow, we rest today. It’s late, but not too late.. all those images of battle from our younger days. Let them go, let them go.. The night is clear, my head is too. I put my bottle aside for you. The clarity.. the clarity is something new. We learn from our travels, austere and skewed. It’s late, but not too late.. all those images of battle from our younger days. Let them go, let them go! Suit up.