There’s a law and there’s an order
To each hidden interaction
There’s a habit and a method
To repulsion and attraction
There’s the influence of history
It’s quiet accumulation
Culminating in the rumour
Of a moment that’s been waiting…
song writing
Every daytime we get closer passes fine / It’s in darkness were it tears the tear inside / Each twenty-four hours closer that we get / I sleep less and I re-measure my regrets…
If a Maybe’s all the will or won’ts
You got
And Sometime’s as good as any
Or it’s not
If Perhaps is all the promise
That you’re after
Maybe Someplace, hurting hurts
But not a lot.
Rats on the Run 