The unmistakable song of crickets
drowns out her petty weeps...

The way I move
Is discreet...

They met one night
and thought nothing of it at the start...

Goodbye I've said it so many times before
each and every time, praying I'll say it no more...

We met one night really late
In my mind I still remember it all...

. Only you .
when things got rough...

Wishing i could still hold you,
taste you...

And for all the months I’ve known you
For all the memories we share...

I'm just siting here
staring at the sky...

Have them all.
i don't care...

When the men working at the construction site
suddenly over take your head...

The art of admission,
demolishes the very characteristic of self pride...