Come, sit at the table under October´s able skies

Once we´d seen eye to eye
I´d known that I´d pass you by, and I tried

The bell´s chime seven times
Completed at nine
The world moves on, I find

No, but I
Learned of time by your hands

And in shallow waters, then
I learned not to swim but to lie
I await for none, ten or twenty to burn out
I insist on doubts
We´re already laying on the glass, the glass...