On the phone with my t.v. dinner
Hotel number could you get here sooner
100 floors up couldn’t fear much closer
Cos I’m selfish starved and craving danger
If you’d be so
Kind
Let me slip in
To your mind
From out of exile
Breathing in your wave
Pacify me with 2am TV
Could you come here now
My new static family company
Through the screams and sirens
Sit down consume the drama
Follow the hallway screen glow
Edited emotions neutralised humour
As we’re one in the same one in the same
If you’d be so
Kind
Let me slip in
To your mind
From out of exile
Breathing in your wave
One more step and I’ve erased you
One more step off this glass balcony
Count the life that I’ve sipped
If this is what you call god
These trivial emotions
I can feel her presence
Watching waiting loving the attention