whatever it is, it short circuits my brain

it takes what it wants and leaves no trace of ego or thought

like a phantom lover that steals into your bedroom at night

leaving no fingerprints

no notes

except the ones still playing down below

chords ring throughout the night

and tie me up and downtown

i am rushing to meet you

back at the place you said you’d wait

but there is always someone else there i don’t recognize

was that you all along?