What if it's a closed fairground when we get there?
what if a good God didn't care enough to put out
candy floss?

but what if it's a citadel?


I don't know not that I ever did
I think about it though.

There's still time
and still time
and I am quiet most of the time
but never still all of the time.

One day he will be when the end of the day
comes to me
and she whispers in me
come closer.