Panacea

Fighting traffic in west end alley
Past the tanks that are rolling out
Past the riots and the last gasp rallies
Past the places where the truth came out
And outside the city’s sinking
And outside the days are marked
Every light is fading, blinking
One by one they are going dark
I know you think I’m the panacea
But tonight can be my friend
Sit with me on your midnight rooftop
Wait with me while this story ends