You're being carried away by another pack.
Now I'm different, and you're different.
But you're limp, you've been ripped off.
You're being carried away by a pack of strangers.
The other is not an outsider.
This is the one who kisses your palms.
Who defied the autumn cold.
The other is the one you don't need.
The other is the one who remains.
Crossing parallel spaces.
The other is not an outsider.
This is the one who kisses your palms.
It's here and there at the same time.
In a nest fallen and unforgettable.
He followed you up into the spheres.
He's here with you, wherever he is.
But you're limp, you've been ripped off.
You're being carried away by another pack.