West Texas Vampyre

Woke up with the taste

Of tin hot in my mouth

Lightning passed a serpent's tongue

Across the farmland to the south

Stockyards swell with methane ghosts

The air it seems to ring

The world awakes to quarter light

And the flys begin to sing

You slipped a note beneath my door

You want to settle up this score

West Texas vampyre

Our days are built on mirrors

Mirrors built of glass

If you dream something a second time

It will likely come to pass

Dreamt you in the morning light

Like I dreamt you in the dusk

I dreamt you were the deep dark red

That I drank from my cup

I see you coming down my street

You’re always sipping something sweet

West Texas vampyre

West Texas vampyre

West Texas vampyre