Headlights

Headlights -Beacon

Headlights keep time from the skyline

On a warm night

Silence breaks down

Into soft cries

And wind chimes

You were running

From white lies

I could see it I could see it

Through the tall grass

And the branches

I could see it I could see it

Oh where ’d you go

If you ’re hiding from a secret

I could keep it I could keep it

When you ’re stumbling from weakness

I can feel it I can feel it

And the headlights

From both sides

Reveal it reveal it

Your white eyes are mirrors

I can see it

I can see it