here you are with your story
and no one wants to hear
here you are with your fiction
and no one wants to see
except for you
and your light will it shine on
shine for you and me
and your light will it shine on
shine for you and me
and your sad unknown islands
waiting for your thoughts
on the horizon
and your vacant eyes beside me
just a breath away
won't return my gaze
here you are
and your liberation
and your undulating dance
in tantalizing slowness
and your distance that you chose
tell me did you find
all your explanations inside your
diorama
and your once invented gray
genius-like appearance
almost succeeded
and your soundless cries for more
anti-life will die
away unheeded
and your light will it shine on