Midnight in Tulsa

We watch as waves form the likeness of a lifetime
You're overwhelmed and your essence is slipping away
It's midnight in Tulsa; 06:00 here
I plead, carbon angel, lend me a prayer, now I have a name
You've yet to call, and you cry as you age;
You're here, this is happening, and the nightlight's fit to fail
I could split, and leave the shit behind, to feel something

One perfect day we were young and merry;
Brimful babies wheezing with happy in a rapturing dream
We had made our house on the hill

I have dreams of the dead and estranged
I hope you forgave me with veins of a barbiturate flood
In you I saw age as youth in a cage, rusting and breaking
It harrowed me to the bone, I was frayed
It's talk of the streets - the times are a changing;
A babe dead in Bethlehem, and the skies are filled with dread

Electric intensity in modern apathy

Far beyond the point I cede, but so long, sweetness
I begot you in the change of seasons, taught you, nurtured, bathed and fed you
And you're grown, you're leaving, a flash of lightning