I have
Forgotten why I am waiting...

The other side of me
Out behind that tree...

Some of our moments in the stream of time
Are better understood later...

Many winters float by
Skipping over the places between the notes...

Before the building fell, I saw you. You saw me...

I didnt want to grow old so soon
not so was I intended to learn...

Up and over the unimposing peak sailing on two...

Since then
my blood has gone sour in my veins...

Since then
my blood has gone sour in my veins...