Moonlit Vacancy

Ivory moon motel, leave the light on like it was tonight.
Every light still burning, every shadow knows my name.
Ivory moon motel, nothing here has ever changed.
A lonely suitcase by the wall,
The neon humming through the hall.
A pair of headlights crossed the blinds and disappeared into the night.
The clock beside the bed stood still,
Like time itself had missed a turn.
Outside, the desert held its breath,
Waiting for something to return.
The moon was hanging low tonight,