Where You Ride

You are the burning torch

my heart looks for

in darkness

I wait out on my porch

to catch a glimpse

Gliding by, you decide that you are only riding

To a glorious place

I cannot go

But I know where you have been

How to be still in a collapsing ruin

Holding my strength up to the storm

I am the boat, I am the open water

I am the first place you’ll look in the wreck, right here

Interrupting my attention

At a table sat a warning

They said my soul was antediluvian

They ordered their usual and then

I replied, “that might be true,

but It only sounds negative

coming from you”

Is this the inevitable end

Or another red herring

Eating my time again

This is a burning porch

my heart runs

for in darkness

I wait out with the torch

to catch a glimpse

Of this place I know you ride to

when the seasons are changing

A ruined place, I cannot be

But I see where you have been

You were only riding (you were only riding)

To a glorious place (to a glorious place)

I cannot go (I cannot go)

But I know where you have been

You were only riding (you were only riding)

To a glorious place (to a glorious place)

I cannot go (I cannot go)

But I know where you have been