Broken Jaw

I'll call you back once I stab you there
Like tongues of flame to the open air
Shouts, of a great army
Fighting against the grip of yesterday
Mighty, maddening, swaying sunsets playing across your face
Down on your knees to pray but you hate the taste
Free to forget about September yet you remember
All about the struggle, modern mental tug of war
I'm up on the score against the mindless dissonance of an
Ill-matured orchestra, take my hand, let's dance
Under a star scattered, paint splattered moonlit chance
Static medication has never been more endearing
It's painfully strange to stand alone in the rain
Watching night fall, and all your life's stalled
Breathlessly admiring the brilliance of the perfect crime
Thinking 'it's time', never been more right