• If these words are never spoken,
    And if this was meant to protect,
    Of what was never even broken,
    Then this might be pacific,

    And now that we're worlds apart,
    Speak miles in magnitude,
    And before you even start,
    Coerce me into solitude,

    We've gone beyond repair,
    At least that's what I had thought,
    And how you were not there,
    In the cold the morning brought,