This sacred word This sideways phrase These pieces let me down It's what this waking heart will find And I watch for why As if it might just now Suddenly appear It's what these weighted hands will find empty of this pen And vacant moves define The ring is lost
White picket fence And sideways now this raging rushing traffic heart It's what you are And I am not What we were in my head and in my heart is lost This precious ring which was the last I had to give And would only fit your hand