No reply
I’m trying hard to somehow frame a reply
Pictures
I’ve got pictures
And I run them in my head
When I can’t sleep at night
Looking out at a white world
I feel a soft exchange taking place
Merging with the people on the page
Blurring my face and conversation
Chorus:
Slow motion
Slow motion
Hush, can you hear the trees so far away?
Hush, can you feel the breeze from another day?
Repeat chorus
Well we held each other close in the night
While we wheeled away in our own light
Stepping sideways into our own time
Such a simple way
Repeat chorus
And we held each other close in the night
While we wheeled away in our own light
And some of us found another time
And drifted away
Slow motion
Slow motion