SCOUTS SEARCH TOO FAR, FALL, WAIT, BRIGHT MARKS FORMING INTO "E"s WAITING,
WATCHING ICEBERGS MELT OUTSIDE AND I AM THINKING ABOUT GOING OUT BLACK AND RED,
BI-COLORED STREETS WONDERING WHERE THIS TOWN ENDS AND THE NEXT ONE BEGINS,
THE ROADS WE FOLLOW NEVER END I WONDER WHEN YOU'RE ALONE IF YOU'RE REALLY AS HIGH
AS A CLOUD OR YOUR HEART COMES UNDONE WITHOUT MEND