Old light and new colours your picture hangs in the night

Is this the right time to set one free and go away

In the emptiness behind you I will walk about

Surely you'll miss me but long live the doubt



What will replace us

What will be our memory of this time

Second hand impressions

Hand them over so we can let it die



I remember one time when we were abroad

I was laughing at a book I had bought

But you were standing against the hotel wall

Frozen in an unknown thought