Remember when time came knocking,
And you asked politely that it wait?
When the leaves of trees that once fell swooping,
Soared high against their fate?
When the sounds of earth,
Of stone and clay,
That burned and churned so fierce and frozen,
Had taken solace in the deafening silence,
Between our words unspoken?
Remember when all I could see was land,
And for you it was the sky?
I do,
Like it was yesterday;
Was the moment we first locked eyes.