Save it.

Save it for later, my dear.

What doesn't break the dawn will surely not delay its coming
You do not crash the waves against the jagged rocks with your hands
You are not the smooth foam washing over pebbles
Rolling them rounder with your fingertips so

Stop trying.

We are two comets colliding in the dark, in this cold and we light up for one brief moment
And I see your face and it is precious like the stars that formed

Us...

Time treats us like two ghost trains sharing the track
And I head east trailing west
And you head west trailing east
While we forget that if you keep going and see the world long enough
Looking back through your rear view mirror
When you've gone far and away to see half of all its got
East becomes west again

I'll share my half over dinner, on this plate that we call life
We are two trains still set to collide so

Stop trying.