Could this be goodbye

Take my hand

Maybe this is right

Follow slow

Undoing of just fine

Four steps back

The biding of a bind

On we go

Sent off like a kite

Did I say

The lining of the light

Hold me tight

Bringing back a shock

Friction's on

Need something to bite

Lonely night

Well is this the best you've got?

Swear to god I thought I heard you say nothing was going on

How will you choose to go on

On your own or go along

Did you even try

The stepping from the side

A stone out of line

The overgrowth of time

Well the fauna isn't fond

And the flora waves a wand

Deepening a distant dawn

When a bind abides

On to whom are you roaming on

As the desert dries the pond

Left to sway among the fronds

Deepening a distant dawn

When a bind abides

On to whom are you rolling on