We see the lights
come into view
What sacrifice
for passages through
The city sings
Lawyers and whores
Our helpless kiss
these soft and dangerous shores

On promenades
no one lives to tell
Of paradigm shifts
you know so well
The host will raise
an innocent lie
The riders asleep
Beneath a soft and dangerous sky

You see her eyes
open into frame
What sacrifice
disregards a game
As two awake
behind burning doors
You follow her thoughts
out soft and dangerous shores...