stones throw,

You were half inside the rock you threw,
the heart I felt flew out of you,
and through your teeth the air you drew,
to bite some cold, just ice to chew.
before yellow moons,
and newer songs,
before waning sails...

that just do not know where,
   to belong.

and we sat side by side,
hands tied,
and we tried and we tried,
but that was then,
when the echos ran out,
into circles so perfect,
then sank from the middle,
from where they began,
where that rock did land.
as we sat side by side,
hands tied,
and I tried,
but that was then,
when I told you we'd mend,
when I tried to pretend,
that was then.