As the chittering grows
From the jittering bugs...

Hiding from the world
Looking for the right words...

When I see the smile on your face
And the shining glint in your pretty green eyes...

I'll run through you
Just like you know I can...

I'm falling through a haze
Onto a soft concrete pavement...

We woke up in the morning
And used to see his shadow swoop past...

He whistled down a lonely road
A road that no one ever walked by...

Feel the dark
A glistening eye...

Sliding down a bannister
Falling down the stairs...

From North to South
And East to West...

Oh to you, you thing of beauty
How many must fall before thee...

Running from the shells
Glimpses of my unlucky comrades...