Little Friend

Our little friend is tucked away sleeping in some far flung galaxy breathing like a baby concertina and foxes are fighting congregating in the garden trying to choose a leader two pairs of eyes watch satellites dance between the clouds and there's no chance they're coming down at least we know we're un-alone Lay your weight on my shoulder and your hands on my backbone until it feels like we're almost passed the point of no return sunset dashes across your cheeks where splashes of colour meet and mix into a maelstrom just beyond the point of no return Familiar vitriol is filtering through walls and windowpanes then drowned out by the train bringing home the last commuter and everything is slow and you look like a phantom in a glow from your computer Two pairs of eyes watch satellites blink between the clouds and I don't think they're coming down at least we know we're un-alone Lay your weight on my shoulder and your hands on my backbone until it feels like we're almost passed the point of no return sunset dashes across your cheeks where splashes of colour meet and mix into a maelstrom just beyond the point of no return You say you saw something in the surface of the neighbour's pool I feel your fear so I fake my cool I tell you that it's just regrets reflected and black is nothing more than silhouettes connected forget the retrospective I promise in the future you will be protected and I'll be calling home to let you know you're un-alone Lay your weight on my shoulder and your hands on my backbone until it feels like we're almost passed the point of no return sunset dashes across your cheeks where splashes of colour meet and mix into a maelstrom just beyond the point of no return