Pull apart from you Old magnet drawing closer Old deeds and sayings Clothes are different too The high winds breed An ease for merging circles Jellyfish wading In shallow waters Lingering blue, a ghost of a tune Thought of you on that afternoon Lingering two, asleep on the dunes Waking up to a sliver moon I wandered off Slow bullet from the cannon Old deeds and senses Dissolve in my transparence You don't know what it is I saw You don't know what it's called