Collaboration and Crashing

(Featuring Pei Ying Cheung and Valerie Shum)

With paper on the mattress
And pencils within finger's reach
Love is written as this seventy-sixth self letter
It's tonight that I'll sing more than myself

Surrounded and surrendered
And sitting in unusual timing
Red flags down, fire against cold eyes
We wait with great anticipation for the time's coming
For kindling done with cold metal rods seen through blizzards too dangerous for man

Guitars, notes, voices singing with tomato filled chords
And foolishness filling the carpets
Too rugged for one's bare feet
With silly lines, "I love Val, she's my pal"

And here approaches the night times
Sleeping will become amusingly non-existant
We're all pressed, not yet pushed over the edge
No, it isn't time for discontent and dead lights