40 Seconds
Forty seconds after dark
counting what you left behind
making sure of who you are
memories so black and
Blind between
luna and mars
and seventeen
light years before we're
lost outside the stars
Forty seconds after eyelids
to close above the bone
of the same old times
Now there's nothing left but
Stones between
luna and mars
and seventeen
light years before we're
lost outside the stars
Forty seconds after sleep
don't believe the friends I've lost
They're dead inside my head or leak
out into the winter
Frost between
luna and mars
and seventeen
light years before we're
lost outside the stars