The Moment Lyrics - Clark Anne

Late april 

Late evening 

Powder blue sky 

cools and fades 

to a neutral tone of grey 

No hue 

No reflections 

Silhouettes 

- skeletons of steel 

take shape 

on the horizon 

iron takes the places of air 

each breath tasting bitter warm 

like blood 

Night descending 

in phosphorous little drops 

into my eyes 

sharper than the moment 

my stomach tightens 

as in acceleration cars 

or at the certainly of sex 

and doesn't pass 

This is where the day has led me 

This is asa far as I have come