leaving came to us just like a song a dull geometry of lawns the sense that you are still a stranger
but we were born to fade away like light looking sideways into life there is no reason we should stay here
and i know you are listening to this song late, in a still room, with your lover now see that moon above the edge of speech as we flicker like a screen and we are gone
one a spell of grace come over me and i walked on through empty streets redbricks, sweat-shops and madrassahs inside everything i heard a voice mechanical, beyond itself like the sentence of a dreamer
and i know you are listening to this song late, in a still room, with your lover now see that moon above the edge of speech out here beyond your reach i’m singing on