I’m fresh out of thoughts,
or feud to fuel.

Stick around and I’ll think of something,
or leave right now and I won’t blame you...

These next words prove a point.

The ones that follow eradicate a meaning...

I’m breaking a wall
and I’m standing next to you.

Speaking to you
through you.

Can you hear me?

Are you breathing?

I wish we were true…

Then we could read a word in time forever,
together…

But alas we’re just passing through…

(we are) The Voyagers.

An experience for two…

And all the others-

We ever knew.