So this is strange
It feels like Friday never happened
We're re-arranged
We've re-arranged
It never came
And all the pressure in the cabin
It never drained
It never changed
Where are we going?
Where have we been?
Where can I sleep tonight?
And when?
Back where we started
Where we live
For the worse and for the better
Your safe arrival
Long since departed
For unmade beds
And unread letters
Are we here?
Are you somewhere in the music?
My dear?
Can you hear me at all?
What if the weekend never comes?
What if Friday never happened?
What if we never change at all
Will you be with me for the fall?