Love Is Our Metaphor

It’s five minutes to the end of time And quarter past forever Here I stand still loving you Waiting for the light to change You weep to me in tears of silence You seduce me with your eyes Me, I’ve got a cramp in my leg I cannot walk away And the wind howls hollow in the night Rain falls just like a drunk man cries Remember better days We have lingered here awhile Past the point of no return Whoever said you can’t go home again Never lived in my neighborhood I take your hand and pull you along Like a tail trailing a Japanese kite You flutter like a gale driven leaf But keep me steady on course And morning cracks just like an egg Scrambled yellow clouds fry in the sky It’s going to be a hot day And bound by love, you and I Are tied to opposite ends of a very long string.