we are the lucky onesnnwe speak with the same tones with our feetnnplanting simultaneouslynnnnwe are the chosen fewnnwe reek of our futurennno matter how hard we try we can't runnnnnwe are no longer who we were thannnwe are no longer who we werennnnwe are no longer us nnwe walked different ways to find ourselvesnnfar from the places we call homennnnyour pale skin was soft the day you leftnnpillow creases in my bednnwrinkled reminder of your shapennsomeday i will see you againnnsomeday i will see you againnnnn[french]nnnnlove air will be bitternnand sweet on the morning when we meet since the last time you held menni'll offer words you'll see them toonnwe will spit out all our news and our written rehearsed linesnnnnwith these words i will relearn younnwith these words i will relearn younnand someday i will see you again...nnand someday i will see you again