The Trap

Whispered leaves on swaying trees and mysteries define

Summer nights of endless light

Remind us of the line that's yours and mine

Thoughts of green and breezes mean

I'm growing from a stem

Missing dirt on my T-shirt

You'll move a little closer but the moving isn't over if it's

Them and you and me

Stringing electricity

And the rest of it is waiting under

When it overflows

Taking us where no one knows

We remember when we fell into the trap

Midnight air is unprepared for

Thoughts we would condemn

Silence of the stars above

In any other weather

We would try to stay together but it's

Them and you and me

Stringing electricity

And the rest of it is waiting under

When it overflows

Taking us where no one knows

We remember when we fell into the trap

Mother and fathers without

Will doubt

Brother to brother another

Hold out

Imagine a world if the numbers would take some

Time out

Me without you and you without

I want to break out of this abstracting pattern of layers but it's

On, on, on, on...