Ever wonder about which words were said?nWatch slow moving pictures pass insteadnI disassembled what was mundanenLooking for what's left and does remainnnI challenge the truth,nI'm fighting illusionsnCome, let's be receptivenTo all the senseless delusionsnnMoments that bore the years of youthnNow a hintless trace of me and younSynchronize our words that are sincerenArticulated in ways hard to hearnnLet us recognize the endnSeal it from withinnnI know love did confound us thennAnd there's no one there, all alone againnNever will I leave before all's been said and donenAnd I turn to you: Can you see the fading sun?