I'm finding a road, all withered & forgotten,
a road that will take me exactly where I want to be.

Far away from here.

I'm arriving alone, but I will be joined by someone before long.
Caged inside my hollow cube, there will only enough space for someone like you.

I'm looking up a hill, dense in brush & darkness,
my feet run over it & before I ask myself why I started
running, I realize, you are on the other side.

I'm waiting without company to be held, I'm waiting here until we can
call all this "home".
Caged in another country, there are only so many places for you & me.

It's when I try to talk that I seem to forget what we
were talking about.
I'm lost in more of your things than just your eyes.