In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
T.S. Eliot - "The Hollow Men"
I'm coming down to pick a short straw
To draw a fate out from a hand
To sever ties I was not made for
To ease the burden while I can
Stay until it's over
'Till those lights are out of range
It won't change a thing
But it makes it easier to take
You'll feel the slow hills behind me
Down there the road ends, and it's done
Did you mean to divide me?
It doesn't matter, anyhow
Stay until it's over
'Till that light is out of range
It won't change a thing
Just makes it easier to take
You see, the spell must break at dawn
If you look back, I will be gone
And everybody's on their own
What's yours is yours and yours alone
Reach out into cold, empty air,
like no one was ever there
And you are running out of time
If there's a way out here, it's mine
At the end, call my name
We grope together
And avoid speech
T.S. Eliot - "The Hollow Men"
I'm coming down to pick a short straw
To draw a fate out from a hand
To sever ties I was not made for
To ease the burden while I can
Stay until it's over
'Till those lights are out of range
It won't change a thing
But it makes it easier to take
You'll feel the slow hills behind me
Down there the road ends, and it's done
Did you mean to divide me?
It doesn't matter, anyhow
Stay until it's over
'Till that light is out of range
It won't change a thing
Just makes it easier to take
You see, the spell must break at dawn
If you look back, I will be gone
And everybody's on their own
What's yours is yours and yours alone
Reach out into cold, empty air,
like no one was ever there
And you are running out of time
If there's a way out here, it's mine
At the end, call my name