get drunk
by 5am.
get lost by six.
keep the pulse.
I guess living
is singing.
I've been to Montreal
a few times this year.
I listened to The Low Anthem there.
I climb the stairs.
Turn around and see gold horizons.
Like eyes.
Never able to forget.
I held the stars in my arms.
As the day took them from the sky.
Tomorrow is here.
It always was.
increase my music.