You loved me Running in the streets Mad as a hatter Caught up in the network chatter I loved you Hands bound in Chelsea I was lost in a cold brew There was nothing I could do to save you Nothing I could do… Without an agency to turn to Repetition of the horrors of old Stars and stripes in a brown grocery bag The dead drop that brought me in from the cold Please don’t run and hide Just when I’m starting to see your side Please don’t run and hide Spade No. 9 You bet your life it looks like Homecoming now… lights blinking out in bursts of short and bursts of long Separation is a solitary word Spirits sing out but one still acts like there’s no song We nodded out in what was yours and what was mine In the yesterday of yesterdays Used to happen all the time Bleeding out In snoozefest two-oh-one-nine Yesterday today tomorrow Again I’ll make you mine Please don’t run and hide Just when you’re starting to see my side Please don’t run and hide Spade No. 9 Please don’t run and hide Just when you’re starting to see my side There’s no such thing as a neutral spy Your codename is: Spade No. 9