Spade #9

You loved me
Running in the streets
Mad as a hatter
Caught up in the network chatter

I loved you
Hands bound in Chelsea
I was lost in a cold brew
There was nothing I could do to save you

Nothing I could do

Without an agency to turn to
Repetition of the horrors of old
Stars and stripes in a brown grocery bag
The dead drop that brought me in from the cold

Please don’t run and hide
Just when I’m starting to see your side
Please don’t run and hide
Spade No. 9

You bet your life it looks like Homecoming now
Lights blinking out in bursts of short and bursts of long
Separation is a solitary word
Spirits sing out but one still acts like there’s no song

We nodded out in what was yours and what was mine
In the yesterday of yesterdays
Used to happen all the time
Bleeding out In snoozefest two-oh-one-nine
Yesterday today tomorrow
Again I’ll make you mine

Please don’t run and hide
Just when you’re starting to see my side
Please don’t run and hide
Spade No. 9

Please don’t run and hide
Just when you’re starting to see my side
There’s no such thing as a neutral spy
Your codename is
Spade No. 9