you can t see me yet seeing takes a long long time from the outside in measuring each shift and sigh but as you let your eyes adjust to the darkness deep within sifting throughthe ash and dust we are the places that we ve been you can t hear me yet listening takes a long long time and i ve so much to tell but words die on these lips of mine but in the stillness you may sense every thing i long to say unraveling like golden threads the walls will all come down this way you don t know me yet knowing takes a long long time and time is all we have never traveling in straight lines so memorize each turn and twist just be careful as you go for if love is a labyrinth then my heart is jericho