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We were, we are, here, now
We have, we had, the time in our hands
the spaces in between, the midnights
make the days able to pass from one time
to another—you want to play the silence
but cannot play silence with notes or loops
never say anything I mean
I never mean anything I say
I never say anything that’s true
But it’s still my saying to you
My choosing to speak, that lets midnight pass
here, now, the time and shadow of our hands