"FOUR COLOR LOVE" by The Metasciences of Chicago

Another day at work is nearly over
You must've seen the whole thing on T.V.
Seventeen more city blocks and I can almost smell you
Waiting at the windowsill for me.
It's our 41st anniversary
But we don't look a day over 23
Not in this life
Not in this universe

We were still in high school when I met you
If you believe the continuity
I rescued you from robots and untied you from the tracks
You pretended not to know that it was me
We didn't even kiss until issue 26
This world still feels like 1963
I love this life
I love this universe

You'll keep my identity a secret
And you will know the touch beneath my glove
I may go out every night and risk my life for strangers
But you're the only girl I'll ever love.

Gwen Stacy isn't dead, she's only sleeping
And Elektra isn't evil or insane
Those bastards in the Pentagon can't really kill Sue Dibney
No more than they could kill off Lois Lane
And I swear to God that there'll be Hell to pay
If anybody tries to take you away
Forget this life
Forget this universe
You're everything I need

You are my life.
You are my universe.

They'll have to go through me.

Four Color Love Story, from "Pencils Down" by the Metasciences (Ruth Barabe and Daniel Kibbelsmith).

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love you too, sweetie...