When I think about the hidden places
I want to go there with you
When I think of all the unknown spaces
All the ways time played the rules
And when those rules had broken
I sometimes dream of when we first met
And want to go there again with you
Let's do that now or later
Our masks now off
The world on a clock
We are sick with things that can't be seen
But fighting for air of honesty
I am close now
And can feel you there
Be ready for our new beginning.
© Bonsong