bad memory i save
this is the best part of the day
in case you could think
that this is a fall
don't you all
i know what you think
moves us around
don't look down

number letter colour
it's not a shame or a wonder
the ways you could think
up lists for it all
don't we all
know what to sing
over the sounds
don't look down

if i could touch you
would i be a fool to let go
it's best not to think
or dissect at all
don't we all
know what to think
when it comes down
one last look around then

stop and go
where you have to go
i'll stay
in the same place 'til i know
until every birdsong sings waste of time