THE LAUNCH CODES

I’m waiting for her at the Damon stop
my heart is pumping now as she gets off
and I masquerade as a rat in the crowd
don’t have a plan i’m just a passenger
love is the pilot and we follow her
for a couple blocks, hope she don’t turn around

just want to see her, know the street name that she’s claiming now
i wonder how many more street names I will get
before my status as a ghost becomes official
before I’m nothing but the wind

what do you do when your love is nuclear
and all of your generals implore you fire
do you give ‘em the launch codes or do you retire
disarm desire as best you can

why couldn’t I just love Elizabeth
safer on paper and a better bet
for someone like me, she’s good looking out
but I left you standing at the Spanish Steps
now I’m the keeper chasing down the kept
singing “what goes up don’t always come down”

my hands are tired of going on without a master
my words are only grains of salt upon the wound
my mouth don’t recognize the lips of an impostor
my heart it ran away with you

what do you do when your love is nuclear
and all of your generals implore you fire
do you give ‘em the launch codes or do you retire
disarm desire as best you can

what do you do when you’re watching her slip away
each day even more than the last
where do you tell them she’s run off to
every time that they ask