To stop the time
Is to find a place
And live in grace with
One's thoughts
The past happens
On the gaze of memory
The futures' off boundaries
The present we sought
Too much indecision
We cannot portray
Is to open the door or close it
To see dark in the day
The voice is quiet
It speaks no sound
No more is found
Than
What's there
What did you want to say when you came in
Did you want to know 'fore you find out
You want
Nothing
What did you want to know when you came in
Did you want so say 'fore you find out
You want
Nothing