infrared

i came along

an empty planet

well i was born beside a lake

the days were long and there was nothing in my eye

not a tear

not a bird

not a snake

philip claimed i must have missed him

at the point of faith and misbelief

the red man died without a spear there at his side

i never learned the shape of a maple leaf

in infrared is there anyone talking?

in infrared is there anyone hawking

a sign of life

something bright throwing heat?

in infrared in a little black box

they won't forget

through the ticks and the tocks

in a little wood chest

a little heart with a beat

a little heart with a beat

she awoke the vast reflection

the way we hold

let go

repeat

to synthesize a joy in someone's afterlife

i never knew

i never know

i never try

in infrared is there anyone talking?

in infrared is there anyone hawking

a sign of life

something bright throwing heat?

in infrared in a little black box

they won't forget

through the ticks and the tocks

in a little wood chest

a little heart with a beat

a little heart with a beat