Io esco di scena

By this river


Here we areStuck by this riverYou and IUnderneath a sky thats ever falling down, down, downEver falling down.Through the dayas if on an oceanWaiting here,always failing to remember why we came, came, came:I wonder why we came.You talk to meas if from a distanceand I replywith impressions chosen from another time, time, time,from another time.