Without a sound
In four directions going round
You took the fall
I took remaining meetings we know
Sun cuts unholy
With clean precision
Sparking thoughts
Into unlonely
Unseen decisions
Crossing noughts
This is the stand
If its gonna be
Its only all
It lost in time
This could be the one good year
To itemise
All dissaproving
If you ask to take one chance
So hard to find
Or once was moving
Only for good time
This is receiving, it is mine
Once more the bridge climb
Twice more the moments, take away
And if I try
I’d be chancing you
The valley folds
From its own weight
This could be the one good year
To itemise
All dissaproving
If you ask to take one chance
So hard to find
Or once was moving
Least we’re keeping it in keep
Its what I find
Its what i’ve chosen
Only one more year to go
There will be no more
This uncertain
If gone we know
But the chosen few
Next time we find
Untouched left new
This could be the one good year
To itemise
All dissaproving
If you ask to take one chance
So hard to find
Or once was moving
Least we’re keeping it in keep
Its what I find
Its what i’ve chosen
Only one more year to go
There will be no more
This uncertain