Burnt-out

In a burnt-out high rise This must have been some city looking beyond to the desert night A fallen down casino sign And the Immovable stars Pinned high above the wind Through these streets filtered so much life Before it became a final resting place No more turns of the wheel No more hands to deal New world and new rules Forgetting so we learn new ways Under the fractured sunlight Lost wind through empty streets Sterile as the concrete moon Discarded palaces crumbling down And the immovable stars Pinned high above the wind Walking in the middle of highways Never sleep just move between states Trains of days In five star ruins Where we played Thinking of you