Though I see
The bearing
A shaded place
Static hum
From where now do we take the name?
No new encompassing refrain
Or one that touches all my days
That I sing or do not sing
So now in every way
I do delineate
The frame and unknown shape
That scope, that empty space
So say: "Oh, there you are
My little soft felt flare
I know you never left
Held close and unaware"
And we are transient
No more songs
No More Songs was written by Paul Kintzing.
No More Songs was produced by Paul Kintzing.