Desire For Desire

This is Friday afternoon
The movie is over much too soon
I watched The Lonely Hunter story
When he was in trouble
I knew it was a bubble
Spit it out
Spit out the dark dome of heroes
Back on the streets
Spit out of my dream
Into my summer town heat
Sunlight much too bright
Oh yes I know, today’s still on Where is the angel, where is he gone
Desire for a secret town
I know this is my palace to drown