Jeff Zarling — One Night Ahead Of Time

At midnight,
the lake reversed the stars.
And every clock
remembered us again.
The water bends around us.
Your shadow walks before me.
While midnight opens a door behind our names.
The sleeping city turns its hidden wheels.
No map contains this moment. No clock can make our bodies wait tonight.
Come through. Tomorrow
waits underwater.
Touch the glass.
Come alive.
We step through
before the world can follow.
One night ahead of time.
Tomorrow
waits underwater.
One night
ahead of time.
Your memory wears my jacket.
It enters rooms I never built.
Thirteen birds cross another sun above the lake.
One leaves tomorrow,
sleeping softly in my hand.
Two versions breathe between us, we choose the one that dances into light.
Come through. Tomorrow
waits underwater.
Touch the glass.
Come alive.
We step through
before the world can follow.
One night ahead of time.
Tomorrow
waits underwater.
We are already there.
One night ahead.
One night ahead
of time.
Ahead of time.
Ahead of time.
Ahead of time.