Midnight brings you waves in through, across the world to me. I am still here thinking about what you came to be. I can see your face there in the moonlight on the wall.
I run down the street, with all the wandering things. Everyone can see, the world is coming free. The monumental minds will dangle on a wire. The great enormous wall, eventually will fall.
Oh, how I wander through the days. Breaths and books I saw someplace. Was afraid to see your face. Thought it'd turn into a crashing sound. That filled my ears.