I sketched dots while viewing A transatlantic leave the ocean I sketched dots and glued pieces together As I imagined them Little daily victories That don't need to be told Interrupt photos with eyes that drift to sea A camera obscure a decision made home Friday sets a previous encounter In the snow I ask questions Lines, draw figures of paper I believe they are real Actions within old telephones Coins that drop way too fast ♪ I must make sure, I must make sure I don't miss it Blindfold the leaves so they drop on my chest Now it's time A million sparks set the time Flights that depart you now Blindfold the leaves so they drop on my chest And now it's time A million sparks set the time for flights That depart your arrival