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