Ms. Lazarus

Come to you all dressed in sound

With bluebirds tripping wires to the ground

Connected to a time machine

That will not power downSet the cross hairs back on one

You said we'd only die here in a sun

The way your headstone shines

I only wish that it was mineSo set the cross hairs back on one

I nail the loop that brings the second run

Past the wished on charms

And through the lens back to your living armsThis time machine won't power down

And this time machine won't power downAnd still the cross hairs rest on one

And still you rest there in the morning sun

Still I fumble through pages

Of constructions on the rideI like the blown out sound we've found

I like the way it feels here coming down

The way your headstone shines

I only wish that it was mine