Intervention No. 2, Episode III: "Nowhere, Anytime"
from Interventions 1 – 5
Have you seen my ghost? ‘Cause I’m running ‘round
with my eyes on the moonlight and in the dark,
and my heart blooming out like an open book
to be read by the wind on the shore,
like a secret on your tongue
that you’d only bring to rest.
Now I’m good as dead, lying like a stone
thrown by your heavy heart to mine, shattered like cold ice
in my hand, on your face like a tender kiss
from a bus or a train or a gun,
like the stars found in your teeth
that could only chew on me.
On some normal street, there are battle cries
from people who look just like me, only killing you,
and they bring knives and flames to your half-closed eyes
to be closed by a man with a gun.
Now you’re nowhere, anytime.
You are nowhere, anytime.
They said “love will win, love will always win,
hate will never win.” And here we are, my love in the ground
and now I’m running ‘round, my eyes on the moon
in the dark in the wind on the shore.
Now I’m nowhere, anytime.
I am nowhere, anytime.