What is it I promised you
That you have not received...

Their tears, they're lost in rain
But forever stays the pain...

Standing in the rain
Waiting for the future...

Just short of love
Is what happens when you speak...

The tear breached stances
amble in self-belief...

When the words of our song
Were sold to her...

Empty leaves
Awaiting closure...

The many voices echo,
Speeches lost in time...

My eyes will open a day,
A day of dew and grey...

Dive in pools of envy,
Of green opposite to so...

Over tea and biscuits
With delicate conversationalists...

Mr and Mrs Worm
Were worming feeling vexed...