The Daytime things - Graffiti Moon by Cath Crowley

"There’s a guy down at the servo
With lions in his hair
Matted tails of roaring kings
A dirty song caught on his skin
He can’t remember when he lost them
But he lost the daytime things

Daytime shirts and daytime ties
And shiny daytime shoes
Daytime cloudy thoughts that drift
In cloudy daytime blues

Daytime smiles from people traveling
While they ride the sunshine home
Daytime TV on the weekend
Daytime talking on the phone

Now he’s crying at the servo
Midnight stumbling in his mouth
Hope slowly sliding south
A dirty song caught on his skin
Matted tails of roaring kings
Who knows where or when he lost them
But he lost the daytime things

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 -The Daytime things from the novel Graffiti Moon by Cath Crowley