originally written 2001-02-15

seasons followed one another
we always swallowed one another
no matter how big the lie

doing dishes with your mother
moving furniture for your father
no matter how hard i try

i couldn't sew the tear together if i wanted to
it's not even a question of whether i wanted to...
('cause i did)

standing at the bottom
we were all tightly knit together
bit by bit you all disappeared
from the picture

reason came to replace passion
and you got obsessed with fashion
and colour turned to black & white

you're out of focus & receding
and the film is proceeding
with or without the dialog i write

i couldn't put the moments in order if i wanted to
even in the moments of disorder, i still wanted you...

standing at the bottom
we were all tightly knit together
bit by bit you all disappeared
from the picture