Body Count

Wear the blush
The asphalt may wash out the rest
Chalked outlines mingle behind
Outliving the discarded mess

She said the light outside seems bright tonight
The moon's out can we escape
You're my place
The place I feel safe

The chalk swept up into the wind
Faint memories rested in the churning air
Flying high
Sinking low
Stuck in between with everywhere
And nowhere to go

She said the light outside seems alive tonight
The moon's out can we escape
You're my place
The place I feel safe
Can we, can we go?

Then the asphalt fell
And the chalk outlined
What had no room left to grow