Excuse me,
foreign eyes stare in amazement.
Opposite worlds cross paths,
as each stalk the pavement.
Your in my way again.

Move.
Your in my way again,
Your mood doesn't amuse me.
Not today, not today.

I can't see the other side anymore,
blocked opaque, for heavens sake,
I forget.
Green grass so close to our toes.
All of our foes and broken bones exposed.
There in our way again.

Move beautifully and I'll follow in your shadows,
as that green grass grows.
She knows and he knows too.
The sun shines and the clouds move too soon.
In our way again.

Ran out of things to say again.