theblackmap:

This is for the cosmos, and how it spins web after web of chance, future, and timely cigarette cravings. 

Black Breeze

You set me on fire then walk away
Just dragging your smoke away from my face
Telling me there’s no time or place
Enjoying escape, the fall I can taste
A glance at your smile fills the chambers up
And why are there miles between us at all?
The record you gave me secretly changed me
So I’m not complaining, just sitting here waiting

To take care of someone you met on a line
Her spare heart pinned to you for a time
High over town shines a pinhole of light
I now see your eyes and the future behind

Tell me you need it, I’ll change you, kill softly
Connections of souls you talk about often
Show me your hand and I’ll show you the sea
A black ship on a black breeze
‘Cause the sooner I know, the sooner I’ll cease
Investigating the air that you breathe

To take care of someone you met on a line
Her spare heart pinned to you for a time
High over town shines a pinhole of light
I now see your eyes and the future behind

The black map is here
The black map awaits
This black map is yours for the choices you’ll make

Now I’ve forgotten thoughts from that day
The day I awoke to a misfiring dream
I wanted to end it with full comprehension
How alone one must be to reach this understanding
But I searched for a cigarette and walked out my door
In the moment I saw you my heart hit the floor
I searched for a cigarette and walked out my door
In the moment I saw you my heart hit the floor