going down to my last reserve
I've gotten sullen and lost my nerve
now cast out all curious friend and foe
my mind made up to leave, I must go

so close and structured a team were we
now a barren collection, the remaing three
friends lingering in a static mobile
hoping to keep steady the last appeal

once thinking that destiny was free
just moments flashing with joy and glee
now pats on the back and see you real soon
but certain am I, not before the next full moon