A silent walk
Down lonely halls,
I like to walk at night.
I cannot talk, that is for
The side that faces light.

That banner
Flapping in the wind outside.

I parse through fetal art,
Seeking life by candlelight.

I only see
I only see,
By candlelight,
By candlelight.

Water up to my ankles,
A wake that wrinkles my brow.
A coward sleeps in the library
While the books all fill with water.

So what makes me any different
From a driving rain
Or the free-fall of a dead leaf?

One wave holds us all--
How should I adjust my shape?

We are all alone in these places,
Forced to feel neuronal activity
And reconcile apes.
I will be pulled through
But I'll move objects
And change fate.

And then one day you sent a dove,
Which won a piece of me,
And brought it back to you.
A place where we can both live
Away from floods.

A place where we can look out,
From ourselves,
And see good in the world.