when we walked and walked
through the golden forest
unwitting about the future time
when you cried bitterly and over the line
and there was wrathful defiance in my blood
(hazy eyes that still looked the other way)
and from nothing to nothing the clock jumped
just to see another lazy stillness of the day

when we laid and laid
on the isle’s sunny beaches
unknowing about what is to come
when you wanted to take the leap to none
and there was only hopelessness in my hands
(mad mouth that moved without anything to say)
and from nothing to nothing the clock jumped
just to see another weary stillness of the day

when we flew and flew
on a plane or on a motorbike downhill
unaware that it was already done
when you held the hand that held the hand
and suddenly there was but one
(promising lips once red have turned to gray)
and from nothing to nothing the clock jumped
just to see another timeless stillness of the day

and when we fought and fought
endlessly about the colour of the sky
I wanted to be forgotten when I’m gone
when you finally left and at your place
there was only a screaming empty space
I started to hide memories like needles in the hay
and from nothing to nothing the clock jumped
just to see another sorrowful stillness of the day