|
From the first word that I said to the last |
|
some strange echo remains |
|
imprinted in the walls |
|
recorded in the vaults |
|
we talked and tunneled through |
|
but the meanings have all changed. |
|
Because of all I said |
|
you began to regard me as strange |
|
until with some relief |
|
you suspended disbelief |
|
I tried to tell the truth |
|
but my meaning was all changed. |
|
I saved one final word |
|
to pay off this long sentence in spades |
|
but what I thought I said |
|
was patently misread. |
|
The spoken word |
|
is broken here |
|
and in between the two of us |
|
the meaning is all changed. |