A distant rumble in the sky
A big plane pa**ing by
Coming and going and moving around
I stopped here for a while to listen to the sound
I stopped here for a while to feel the ground
But now i'm missing everything i lost before i found that
Maybe this is as much sense as life will ever make
Beneath a white november moon
A tiny crescent in a deep blue
Cutting stark patterns through twisted trees
I walked a long time through fallen leaves
I tried to talk to you if only in my mind
Looking for an answer or anything that i could find