Slow Waltz

I watched you bloom
In that crowded room
Wilting just as soon

The tragic crawl
Of our slow waltz
Along those crumbling hotel halls
One hundred vacancies whistling cat calls

But I’m glad you came
Even so late
Daylight screaming like an air raid

But my blood slowed
In Laredo
So I still wake up to the echoes
But I’m convincing my ears to let it go

But there were no sad songs left
And I was not afraid of death
I know there’s no love
I’ve found no love yet
But I am not afraid
No, I am not afraid