blackout

the silence of the black
was absolute and back to back
we shuffled through that old worn house
and found a place to curl up
and wait out the storm;

despite a lingering yawn
and the annoyance of such an early dawn
i slept through the dusk and rose ready
to go on;

"happy attack" - that's what it looks like.
stand back, and don't try to be right.
i've learned from their mistakes just how
lucky i am and how
hard that is to understand.

contemplate - if you make me wait,
i can chalk it up to her last date
and you're going to go cry, now
and i can't tell you why, now
and oh lord, i've been down
since she let you down
and you're never coming round, now

so we can; let's wait it out together.
the lights won't be off forever
and sooner or later, you gotta believe
something will rise for you and fall for me
and i'm okay with giving a just little bit up
so you can have your everything.