A shadow in my back,
Trying to jump.

Liquid clocks,
A race of suns.

You don't want to know,

All this height and no ladder,
 
You don't want to know,

This song has no father,

You don't want to know

What is written in the back,

It caches me,
While I'm drying the bar.

It catches me,
As going to war unnarmed

It caches me,
As painting you in my mind.

It catches me,
All this time and no sign