Maybe things are different today
Things seem different tonight
It’s midnight in Portland
The city lights like fire in the sky
You can almost see the fallen angels
Flying over head grasping at your prayers
Trying to make them their own
We all want forgiveness of some kind or another
From someone
Sometimes anyone
Here it is again
Midnight in Portland
Like so many other people I stagger from one meaningless hole to another
Another lost soul begging for light
The light I’ve never had
In my eyes
As the rain humbly falls it’s soft touch reminds me of…
I guess that doesn’t matter today
Anymore
Maybe things will feel different tomorrow
My beer soaked whiskey smile following the lights like falling stars
What is there to lose tonight anyway?
That blonde haired girl the soft light lit up like Venus still on my mind
Yet, I’m still alone standing in the rain
But that’s how it goes when she’d rather be alone
Or with someone else
Anyone else
I’ll be fine
I’ll find my way home
Right now everything is as it should be
Dark and alone
It’s midnight in Portland
