His breath drawn in, The clock still chimes Marking the time Between their breathing And breaking of promises. In mumbled words, She can't explain Why she's drowning like an infant in the sea. Screaming is this all there is for me and you? She grabs her coat and walks out the door. The night is old So still and silent, Far too quiet. He stares at the space, Waits for a sign, One that can never come. And he's bound to this place and time. Tethered, choking on his lines. Drowning like an infant in the sea. Screaming is this all there is for me and you?