Directionless
When the moon drops,
I think we can
Find ourselves
Ourselves
That only we
Can see....
As the moon sets
We feel the loneliness
Creeping
Creeping....
As the sun grips us
Confused,
We walk
Through the streets
Where the houses
Pass on the left and the right
The right where light shines
The left where a breeze
Blows leaves
Towards us
Across the empty world
And then we fall
Into the view
From our windows
Into the rising sun
That greets us
From out past
It smiles
And seems to
Remember us
As we watch it
Through our windows
But everything fades....