Cold Moon

	The paint is dry, we’ve closed the vein
	to rinse the brush and go again
	but still I know I’ve got the stain
	and maybe you do too.
	I found the stomach to deny
	the urge to look you up online
	don’t want to creep on your profile
	but sometimes I still do.
	Maybe I’ll see you on the cold moon
	we’ll meet again beneath the cold moon
	thin windows fill my room
	with silver from the cold cold moon.
	In the mirror here and there
	I catch a flash of silverware
	I shake my back to try to clear
	the table set for two.

	The paint is dry, we' ve closed the vein
	to rinse the brush and go again
	but still I know I' ve got the stain
	and maybe you do too.
	I found the stomach to deny
	the urge to look you up online
	don' t want to creep on your profile
	but sometimes I still do.
	Maybe I' ll see you on the cold moon
	we' ll meet again beneath the cold moon
	thin windows fill my room
	with silver from the cold cold moon.
	In the mirror here and there
	I catch a flash of silverware
	I shake my back to try to clear
	the table set for two.