Saturday, September 22, 2018

Adm & Eve on a Raft 8: Florham Park

The woman speaks:
They pulled over and stayed at a hotel for the night. She woke up sometime in the middle of the night and realized it was snowing. Even without looking out the window, she could tell the snow would be piled up several inches high.  Pain in the ass to dig out the car tomorrow. But while it was in the air coming down, it was perfect.  And that light, she thought. Is it from the reflection of the snow on the ground, or does the snow in the air do something with the light?  She wasn’t sure if her eyes were open or closed any more. Even without looking, she could tell that the snow covered everything, everyone, awake and asleep, living and dead. Even without looking, she knew that everything outside had been made more beautiful by being hidden. She sighed and turned over and tried to feel herself disappearing into the snowy night.


Song: Florham Park


Outside snow starts piling deep
Inside you sigh, smile and turn in your sleep

Soft and silent, a white sheet
Like this blanket covering us, warm and sweet

The snow muffles every sound
Casts an eerie pale light on the ground

You lie sleeping next to me
And it’s all that I’ve known of ecstasy

When it ices, hard and gray
That’s tomorrow, I can wait, that’s OK

You lie sleeping next to me
And it’s all that I need to know of ecstasy



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