We are not together here 

Though we lie entwined 

To make room for the other presence 

We both draw back in our minds 

I have a prophecy 

Threatening to spill into words 

This growing certainty 

Of Over 


There once was a time I was sure of the bond 

When my hands and my tongue and my thoughts were enough 

We are the same but our lives move along 

And the third one between replaces what once was love 


Freedom is being alone 

I fear liberation 

But something more alive than silence 

Swallows conversation 

No pleasing drama 

In subtle averted eyes 

The swelling fermata 

As the chord dies


There's no denying we feel the third one 

We do 

I'm tired of hiding and so are you