You cannot help what you do
Nobody said anything
It isn't what we'd imagined
I don't know more now than you did then
If we met would you know me
Places to look for your mind
We fall asleep with one hand under our head
Not an uncommon notion
There is no limit to nothingness and dust
Little by little and then not even that
After you left I did just that
More than near to know where here was
How quickly they were gone
Coulda woulda shoulda