I have certain pictures
There was an unspoken promise
You would build the frame
When you hear the whistle
On whatever platform loading
I'll be on that train
All this is familiar
Maps and packs and cameras
Listen, this is what we do
I hear steam and laughter
Feel it on my face
And I look for you
And all I see
All I see
Is a void
Maybe if you keep your
Pen down on the paper
You can fill me in
I'm an empty room
With dust for my support
Wide windows collapsing in
And all I see
All I see
Is a void
Don't go, wait for me
Don't go, wait for me
Because I don't believe everything I see