Nothing left to feel. Nothing more to do. Nothing left to give. Nothing more in you. Nothing else to have or hold. Nothing left, but time to go. Time to go.
Side by side in silence. They pass away the day. So comfortable, so habitual.... And so nothing left to say. . Nothing left to say. Nothing left to say.
Tomorrow I can start again. With back to earth and carry on. The same as I did yesterday. Yeah I'll pick it up once more. And morning I'll be onto it.