"Azalean" as written by and Sebastain Bailey John Segnitz....
Dead moon at the center,
Radio on, night.
Headlights on the water,
rippling, black, mine.

Through to the light, arms interlocked.
By the glow of the dial, flickering on and off.
And cranes come, eyeless, gripping white-boned blooms of fire.

Lake dry by the morning.
Head aching. Bright red rocks twist,
Azalean. Given to glass, red.


Through to the light, arms interlocked.
By the glow of the dial, flickering on and off.
And your eyes smile wide even as our car is burning.

The moon would not be denied;
We burned to coal, our love to coal,
To the ground.


Through to the light, arms interlocked.
By the glow of the dial, flickering on and off.


Lyrics submitted by ilikefuzzy

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