Goodnight
Eugene McGuinness
GOODNIGHT
Now that the crimson of her kiss
Has planted on another's lips
Out there far away
In the abyss of the night
Browse the aisles of the ten to ten
Prepare yourself for the descent
For turbulence
For the tarmac
Come what might
Oh goodnight
Brutal moon
If I die
Would it be too soon?
A scarlet drives
With starlit eyes
Like a car advertisement
In the harbour lights
My mind rewinds
And I wrestle with the past
Does she miss our foreign affair
You can't disappear if you were never there
I was in misery, now I'm history
Oh what a catch
So goodnight
Brutal moon
If I die
Would it be too soon?
