A new moon, the stars shined through and suddenly you felt so small; you gave out and laid down to find the meaning in all of it and how we might fit. I’ll just lay here next to you. We won’t say anything we won’t have to. Time won’t tell you. We just don’t know what to do. Grey and frail searching still, their minds were made and made to stay. When stars fall and answers stall still we wait, still. Time won't tell you, we just don't know what to do.