narrow, marrow
silent, sparrow
secret, serpentine smile
distant, crying child
you’re my lost little love
you’re my lost little one
urgent, arrow
arcane, echo
my, my, my have we thrown
together apart and together again
we will scatter friends
like the whistling wind
you can see me wave
same, i’m the same
but if i did
and i meet you there
you’ll hold my hand
pretend you understand that
i’m just one man
still a boy perhaps
simple silent humble human-being
we will scatter friends
like the whistling wind
you can see me wave
same, i’m the same
and eiffel towers
and distant isles
and ocean miles
and mountain wilds
and film stars
and restless charge
moving roaring
soaring gone, gone, gone
and with built-in lion ears
i can hear you now