I want to know
where you go when you’re gone,
when you’re less than half here
and I want you whole home
Where do you go?
Does the time move more quickly,
more slowly, more brightly
is the light more inviting
the people exciting
where do you go to be whole
and who or what holds you there?
Let me hold you
while we ride out the night
then we’ll do what we have done
We’ll go on