Hybrid

Like a cloud
ushered in by wind
you were just a reaction to my confusion
A hybrid of hundreds of troubles
people felt us connect and ran for shelter
And there are blackouts in L.A. tonight
There's an evident lack of light tonight
An increase in desire
you'll catch me
Hanging out on a wire
cutting the voltage to your power line
(and the lights...go...out)
Like a love
ushered in by bliss
you came to me like a realisation
But your look could sharpen a knife
now all I hear is tearing of paper
And there are blackouts in L.A. tonight
An evident lack of light tonight
An increase in desire
you'll catch me