It could be cold
But what's cold anyway?
Cold's just the stillness of small things
And stillness is the key
We're face to face
We have been shut away
Time is just the passing of glances
And both of us can see
If I could I should cry in the hope you would answer
But we're locked in this now but we'll fail to remember
Opinions and feelings, just games and faces
In this low-power state I still make sense of stasis
And time does not go by
Time does not go by
It could be love
But what's love anyway?
A variable state or a process?
I can't run frames to see
You can't keep having time forever
At some point you arrive at a moment
Or so it seems to me
If I could I should blink and hope for some tremor
Some tiniest flinch to show it together
But the moment repeats like the low-power drone
We part as we meet, we are static alone
And time does not go by
Time does not go by
If I could I should smile I should reach out with arms
I would gentle your heart, we'd be static and calm
And time would intrude, and we'd beg for each day
As we fell from each other, clutched and decayed
But time does not go by
Time does not go by