Headlights - Beacon

Headlights keep time from the skyline

On a warm night

Silence breaks down

Into soft cries

And wind chimes

You were running

From white lies

I could see it, I could see it

Through the tall grass

And the branches

I could see it, I could see it

Oh where’d you go?

If you’re hiding, from a secret

I could keep it, I could keep it

When you’re stumbling, from weakness

I can feel it, I can feel it

And the headlights

From both sides

Reveal it, reveal it

Your white eyes, are mirrors

I can see it

I can see it