Succumb to the line, the finishing time
The long distance runner has stopped on the corner
But I won't give up although I've stopped too
Before the end of me and you
The patchwork explains, the land is unchanged
Interpret the rooms, my tears in the typing pool
The letters are sighing, the ink is still drying
I told you the truth and now I sigh too
The page turns on me and you
Across that white plain, the land is unchanged