Lines drawn in all directions On sidewalks and country roads Tracing destinations Unmet and now avoided All imaginary places we¹d have been Points marking every day Penciled in on the calendar Maps of astronomics Showed our worlds colliding We were the last of a dying breed Fading fast Blow away, blow away Blow away just like that Hours of imagination Spent alone in empty chairs Sending messages out To unknown destinations Though I really knew were they¹d finally land To be ignored Blow away Blow away just like that