To Vegas and the Void,
Where your heart peeks through
The silver sun,
Far from the loaded gun
Pointed at you as the wrong man
At the wrong place and time
And a river away
From being pulled over again
For trying to make your way.
There is only the moment,
That's the plan,
But we can't see that fact
In our 2-dimensional world
On the film set of the strip
Before the lights turn on
And you are nothing more
Than a shadow needs to be
-- Almost, it seems, free,
Almost a part of who can
Only live because of you
-- Let's not soil the holy name,
Just know that we've forgotten
All about it, now that all there is
Is the way you look at us
Like the sun.
