these pieces all over the floor
I pick at them and study them
but what do they know?
your voice is at the end of my ear
telling me of other ones
but where did they go?
far away
where you know what I mean
send me away
where I think that I know what I mean
send me away
where there’s no more things in between
where everything’s clear
the floors are bare
let’s be clear
before we lie down
this idea we have carried for years
the summer has shrunk it
the edges have cracked
it’s falling away from us now
the only idea that could carry us back
far away
where you know what I mean
send me away
where I think that I know what I mean
send me away
where there’s no more things in between
where everything’s clear
the floors are bare
let’s be clear
before we lie down