Paul Three

Will you come back this way, to see the ruins, each time we separate, in this tired game, you play the fool, I dream of the day, just what it might take, darkness at noon, for you to remain, I can’t explain, why there are no avenues, to keep to the rails, here in the shade, dreaming of you, my thoughts are like rain, are you made of clay, I howl at the moon, I’m not some idle flake, I know there's a flame, that you’ll come soon, why listen to fame, stay here in the gloom, who can ever say, we can’t play a tune?