And your name is a constant whisper But the sun is gone Stolen in the night By a secret smile I try to breathe A foreign air The scent that once led me Is no longer mine Ever-changing patterns in the clouds We now call them different names I am aimless in my path again Though once it was solidly paved Maybe I didn’t want to see the cracks Maybe you didn’t want to follow The aisles are stocked With delicious unnatural goods Let’s keep this tasteful Don’t let it expire When the breeze shifts And on that we can rely My touch will be a memory Replaced by a friendly embrace