SOMETHING K.:

I held you down
          into the tall grass
And learned the words
          they taught were holy
Headlights, they searched the field
          to take it all away
My darkness still ten years to fall

Woke up at dawn
          to do whatever
You thought would be
          the most amusing
I cleared the dishes from the table,
          spoke in lies
My darkness still ten years to fall

I saw you next
          a few years later
You'd taken buildings
          from the Nazis
You used so many words
          you'd never known before
Our darkness had begun to fall

Sara, you know
          it's really nothing
Sara, you know
          it's really nothing
Sara, you know you seemed
          so frantic, in your way
As certainly we all will fall

Sara, you know
          it's really nothing
Sara, you know
          it's really nothing
It takes so long,
          but you will die, you know, someday
The world around is not our home

September 2005, Michael Anderson