Transudation

This cage of ether

These bars of night

My hands are free to touch your face

And play this violin

This second fiddle

She said its tune is the sweetest of all

yet I'm still behind the wall

of sweet sweet ether

can't cross the line

addiction

tradition be damned

I can't get enough

I play as loud as I can

But the seat is the same

The second seat

The back row

I sit alone and watch the show

And when she takes a bow

I throw my rose

Falling short of all hope

I sit alone