I know he called me yesterday to say all the things that he wants to say He walks he talks, he reads my thoughts and he's real when the sun distorts. He spend the weekend half asleep and dream where the sleep is deepest. We walk we talk, reveal our thoughts and we reel when the circuit shorts Is this all that we need? I don't know. Is this all that we see? I don't know. Nevermore is just a while and far away is a thousand miles. Years are light but dark the night and everybody's saying it'll be alright.