Move On

Begin
I’d rather sleep all through spring
Than here again

Going
And returning is always worse
Without intent

Moving further along
A light was there
Not gone
Moving further along
The time had turned
Move on

Move on
Move on
Move on
Move on

Everything to translate
Like a picture framed in landscape
I found a way to avoid looking closer
I found a way to avoid looking closer

Move on
Move on
Move on
Move on