Ms. Lazarus

Come to you all dressed in sound
 With bluebirds tripping wires to the ground
 Connected to a time machine
 That will not power down
 Set the cross hairs back on one
 You said we'd only die here in a sun
 The way your headstone shines
 I only wish that it was mine
 So set the cross hairs back on one
 I nail the loop that brings the second run
 Past the wished on charms
 And through the lens back to your living arms
 This time machine won't power down
 And this time machine won't power down
 And still the cross hairs rest on one
 And still you rest there in the morning sun
 Still I fumble through pages
 Of constructions on the ride
 I like the blown out sound we've found
 I like the way it feels here coming down
 The way your headstone shines
 I only wish that it was mine