Rhythms

That was the end
the last day
the last goodbye

the train was waiting
it has been three years
me, you and us

you came to see me off

That last hug which never came. 

Did we say bye? 

It was all silent.

Last hug

Into the solitary arm 
Within the silent calm 
In the story without you 
Your absence sinks

In the truth and the absurd 
In the pretensions and the substance 
While I cling to the other
Your earthly hour rings

So live a lie 
You will help.

So live a lie. 
It will help.

For the truth isn't on your side.
The lie will always be.