look ahead and see the place to meet me but fissures running up your face defeat me it's a stone I would throw after- but you're much too far away you'll remember i said this, one day your daughters and yes, your sons let it come, and with it bring (but) it don't mean a thing you give only broken hints for weeks now so tell me how did you fare? i don't think we've spoken since you found out and maybe i shouldn't care so in self pity drown when you're down under water without ever coming up for air? another day goes by and still i wait for you still, i cannot deny the things i know are true we'll wait it out and see, a minute more your daughters and yes, your sons if you ever want them back then maybe try meeting them where they're at