I don't know who or what or when or where,
but the faces by the window blur and smear...

Off you went:
into the light and its faraway world...

When we looked into the horizon, so deep
and sunken into the setting sun, we could...

Brick by brick, you decayed - like broken dreams
in a world too wide awake to remember...

Your hands, when you close their fingers,
fold like water between your eyes...