I know he called me yesterday to
   say all the things that he wants to
   say He walks he talks, he reads my
   thoughts and he’s real when the sun distorts.
   He spend the weekend half asleep
   and dream where the sleep is deepest. We
   walk we talk, reveal our thoughts and
   we reel when the circuit shorts
   Is this all that we need ? I don’t know.
   Is this all that we see ? I don’t know.
   Nevermore is just a while and far away
   is a thousand miles. Years are light
   but dark the night and everybody’s
   saying it’ll be alright.